Chapter Thirty-Seven
They had Mari waiting for me just inside the door to the Arc Domes’ atrium.
She charged me, leapt into my arms, and clung to me, sobbing into my shoulder.
“I’m right here, Mar.” I pressed my cheek to her hair, and my insides stopped shaking in fear. “I promised I’d get you back.”
“We need to lock this area down.” One of the Incorporation shits stepped toward the atrium door.
All the gray-clad guards raised their weapons, aiming for the door, like they were expecting a horde of blood-starved vampires to charge them.
“Are they still searching for the killer?” I settled Mari onto my hip. I couldn’t bring myself to let go of her.
“We’ve received no orders concerning the end of the search.” The guard pressed his wrist then his palm to the door scanner.
“Is somebody
