Chapter 362
- My hand shook as I lowered the phone. Chris was still panting on the couch, doctor stitching him up now.
- I didn’t have answers to my questios. Just a cold, sinking certainty that the real enemy was still out there—and I’d almost pulled the trigger on the wrong guy.
- Alex stared at me, disappointment carved deep into his face like I'd just let him down for the hundredth time.