Celeste’s POVThe music pulsed beneath my feet like a second heartbeat as I stepped into Crave Bar. Dim lighting, neon glows, chatter and laughter overlapping in a chaotic way, instantly making me a bit heady. But I’m here for an important reason, I reminded myself silently as I made my way through the crowd. My gaze swept through the place, half-expecting Genevieve to jump out at me. But she was nowhere in sight. God. How many lives does this woman have? I can’t believe she could still be alive! That she’d planned all that to escape prison!I swallowed hard, eyes narrowing as I scanned the booths, the bar, the shadowy corners where someone like her could slink in unnoticed.Officer Kessler had messaged me just hours ago. Said he had more to tell me. Said she’d been spotted here more than once—and that I should see the place for myself. Maybe she’d show up again or we’d find some clue here. A sharp pang of unease twisted in my gut, but I straightened my back. I really didn’t know
Last Updated : 2025-08-21
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