Chapter 38 Wall Of Noise
- Ryan POV
- The noise arrived before the sun did.
- I stood by the narrow window of our third-floor living room at six-thirty in the morning, my fingers holding the edge of the cheap plastic blinds just enough to peer down at the street below. The freezing rain had finally stopped, leaving the pavement glistening under the dim yellow streetlights. But the asphalt wasn't empty.