~Ciela
The night air still trembled with the echo of what had just happened. My pulse hadn’t settled; every shadow looked too alive. I brushed dust off my sleeves again, though they were already clean, just to have something to do with my hands.
“I have to go,” I said suddenly, catching Kendrix off guard.
Kendrix blinked, confused. “Ciela, what’s going on? Talk to me. What did you remember?”
“Don’t worry about it.” I didn’t slow. I couldn’t, or my voice might break.
“Don’t worry—? Ciela, we’re partners. You can tell me anything.” he called after me, boots echoing on the pavement as he followed. “Ciela, wait.”
I stopped. The words tore themselves out before I could stop them. “I think my dad is involved in whatever is going on.”
Silence. Just the distant hum of the city and the sound
