Semua Bab Buried Beneath Sin: Bab 101 - Bab 110

They brought Eddie Calo to the old bottling warehouse on River Street—the one the city forgot to condemn and Lenny “forgot to sell.” Night pooled in the rafters like water gone bad. A single work light burned over the concrete table where the old labeler used to sit, and the cone of it made everythi

Sasha didn’t flinch. She slid the hand by the heel of her palm into a metal basin and set the blade down gentler than some men hold babies. She looked at the severed thing the way you look at something you’ve paid for and aren’t sure you’ll keep.“Pressure,” she said. Vince nodded, knuckles pink wit

The cut changed the room. Not just because blood had come and been argued back into its borders, not because pain had been taught to sit. The air itself altered allegiance; even the dust seemed to know where power stood now. The work light hummed. The basin on the far counter bulged once faintly as

A low chuckle rippled around the table from the men who like it when words do tricks. Sasha waited it out and continued, unamused.She learned two things per man and hid each in a pocket. The way Bruno twisted his wedding ring when he lied. The prayer Sal said under his breath that wasn’t quite Cath

On the east side, a boy from the day crew smoked behind the lilacs where he thought no one would see him. Sasha stopped in front of him. He startled, saw who she was, and made an exhale that might have been an apology, might have been a prayer.“If you’re going to smoke,” she said, not unkind, “don’