Jace:
I barely slept. Seeing that guy again… Hearing Calla tell me she'd seen him talking to Reve… It was too much to ignore. Too many coincidences stopped being coincidences after a while. I sat on the edge of my bed as dawn painted the river gold outside my window, turning my old metal lighter over between my fingers. Click. Click. Click. My chest felt tight. Cam. I was getting closer. I could feel it. But I was missing one piece. Names. I knew a face I needed a name. Which meant there was only one place left to go.
The Reapers didn't exactly have a clubhouse. Officially. Unofficially… They owned an old boat repair warehouse just north of the industrial port. Corrugated steel walls, rust creeping up every corner, old fishing boats parked outside alongside lifted trucks, motorcycles, an
