Falling for my Saviour
Nita Valecorpse party blood covered: repeated fearhaunted hunt chapter 3gun scene haunting adeline chaptermy dream is already smeared with blood
Sometimes fear makes people stupid, but sometimes it keeps them alive, and I wanted to see which kind he was.
The place reeked of salt from the port and the stale bite of diesel, and the walls sweated damp even though the night was warm. Rust clung to the metal beams, and the broken windows let in thin lines of streetlight that cut across the floor. Christiano leaned against one of the pillars with his arms crossed, while two of my men stood near the gate, rifles slung low, waiting.
Emilio sat on a busted crate with his shoulders hunched forward and his fingers twitching like he was playing with invisible strings. He kept licking his lips, cracked and dry, and glancing at the shadows every f