LEXIE
The note wouldn't leave me alone. I had folded it back carefully and slipped it between the pages of Mia's book exactly where I found it, like it had never been touched.
I went upstairs, changed my clothes, came back down, helped close the bar, talked to Mia about nothing important, and smiled at the right moments, but the note was still there in the back of my head the whole time.
*Some conflicts never really die in this town. The Iron Reapers keep their secrets close. If you're reading this, be careful who you trust. Old wounds still bleed.*
I lay in bed that night staring at the ceiling and kept turning the words over. Someone had written that note deliberately, folded it carefully, and hidden it between the pages of a book sitting in a bar owned by the Iron Reapers. That was
