Chapter One
I glance up at the sky, uneasy with how bright it is already. Dawn is nearly here, and I need to get home before it does or risk being burned. But sometimes, it almost feels safer to return to my flat this late. It makes the chances of people following me lower.
In theory.
At the moment, every day I'm not dragged away by the police feels like a victory after all the things I've done wrong. But clearly, the members of the resistance they have in custody haven't given out any names or descriptions. If they have, then nothing's been done about it. I'm not sure why. Perhaps they're trying to catch us doing something even more incriminating.
I cross the street, trying not to move too quickly and arouse suspicion. I managed months in the City Of Blood as a spy without overthinkin
