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Road Trip Tension

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Chapter 25: Road Trip Tension

The road trip to Boston started with a 5 a.m. wakeup call and the familiar burn of the newest dose still lingering in my veins.

I stood in the apartment bathroom, staring at my reflection while Callan finished packing. My eyes looked hollow. The link had been humming all night with fragments of Callan’s restless dreams flashes of his injury, the sterile hospital room, and the cold fear that he would lose me to the syndicate before we could
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