Chapter 26 What The Canvas Sees
- Luna's pov
- Back at the loft, I locked the door behind me and threw off my coat. Gustavo had gone to run some other errand. My fingers were frozen, my pulse still thudding like war drums. I walked straight to Nico’s old desk and pulled out his journal. The maps. The codes. The puzzle I’d been trying to solve for weeks.
- Now I had a new piece.