Chapter 8 Alone In Dundee

• CHAPTER 8 - ALONE IN DUNDEE
• With the strength I had left, I started to drag Dashiell out of the warehouse. My arms were tucked under his armpits as I summoned the rest of my strength, trying to carry him to his car. But I gave up, leaving him on the floor, and then rushed outside.
• A black sports car was parked directly in front of the warehouse, but as I drew closer, I saw that the windows were bashed, and the tires were flattened. I immediately opened the door and started searching the car for his phone. I found it under the car pedal and took it out, scrolling through his contacts list, my eyes searched for Blazer or Gotham's names.