Marked in the Middle
The floor shuddered, glass rattling, flames licking upward as smoke swallowed the air.
Silver Ash was burning their own territory. Erasing the evidence.
We ran.
The night swallowed us whole.
We stumbled into an alley three blocks away, lungs burning, clothes soaked in blood and soot. The warehouse burned behind us, a tower of flame clawing at the sky. Sirens wailed in the distance, but they wouldn’t save anyone. Not here. Not in Viremont.
Janie collapsed against the wall, trembling, her pistol falling from numb fingers. Lira leaned over, wiping blood from her face, laughter still bubbling weakly from her chest. Kael stood watch, his eyes sharp even through exhaustion.
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