The rain had lost its magic. Now it just felt cold and heavy, soaking straight through June’s clothes, biting at her skin.
She scrambled up, sneakers sliding on the slick street. The Miller-Avery Biotech building loomed above her, as silent as some giant beast. The city’s blue streetlights glinted off its glass walls, but inside, everything was swallowed by darkness.
“June, wait!” Dante caught her arm, out of breath. Blood trickled from a cut on his forehead, running into his eye. “We can’t just walk in. If that guy in the suit was right, this place is the spider’s heart.”
June didn’t even pause. She squeezed the burnt wooden spoon in her fist until the edges dug into her palm. “Gabe’s name is carved here. My mother’s family was Miller. If they’re family, then the Market wasn’t just som
