Chapter Seventeen
AMANDA
I curled up into a ball, my arms wrapped around my knees while I stared out the window. Steelbarrow was such a quiet, unassuming town. Most of the businesses were locally-owned mom and pop shops. The streets were dusty. Everybody walking along the sidewalks looked so carefree. The warm weather seemed pleasant enough that they were all looking for an excuse to bask in the sun.
A few hours had gone by since the encounter in Mrs. Salman’s apartment but I still couldn’t shake the feeling I had from watching Malachai interrogate them. The threat of Bosch was too real. It was like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.
“Did you grow up in Steelbarrow?” I asked.
Malachai lounged on his couch, his attention taken by his phone.
“I did.”
“You have a lot of family in Ste
