Chapter 13 First Day, First Doubt

• Blake’s POV
• I told Lyra I’d need to go home first—get ready for the job. Prepare. You know, that kinda thing. She wanted me to start immediately, but I couldn’t. I wasn’t going to be around the Packhouse for a while, and someone needed to know.
• I left on my Ducati off-road bike, tearing through the wind in all-black leather—helmet, boots, the works. It gave me a sense of safety, even though I wasn't entirely sure what I was protecting myself from.