Dawn Arrives, Right On Schedule
Gunnar Olafsson The burner phone is ringing. I let the other go a long time ago – don’t need anyone knowing my coordinates right now. I answer. “Hello?” Nico’s voice flies through…
Armand Desante
Armand Places the Ultimate Bet
For those keeping score, I am still on the run. Everyone knows I’m guilty – Mercury, Silas – and I do, too. From his prison cell, Sheriff Paul fingered me…