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Chapter 143
The warehouse was quiet now.Too quiet.Beverly sat on a cracked crate near the far wall, legs swinging, her fingers drumming anxiously against her jeans. The rain had stopped hours ago, but the air still felt damp and charged, like the storm wasn’t done—just waiting for round two.Across the room, Davion stared out a shattered window. His hoodie was still soaked, bloodstained from old wounds and fresh ones. But he didn’t flinch. Not when the wind howled. Not when a rat scurried past his foot. Not even when Reika coughed on purpose just to break the silence.“Okay,” she said finally, arms crossed. “We either talk or we sit here until mildew eats my socks.”Wilson glanced up from where he was fiddling with a shortwave radio. “I’m not opposed to mildew. Kind of poetic, honestly.”“No one wants poetic socks,” Beverly muttered.Davion turned from the window. “We’re not safe yet.”“Duh,” Reika said. “We just exposed an underground network of corrupt cops, cult members, and a guy who litera
Chapter 142
The rooftop was cold. Windy. The kind of wind that sliced straight through your hoodie and whispered, You really shouldn’t be here.But Davion was already there, boots crunching on gravel, heart hammering like it was trying to break free from his chest.9:02 PM.He was two minutes late on purpose.Let them sweat.Let Reaper sweat.The city below blinked with lights and sirens and noise, like a broken machine still trying to pretend it wasn’t busted. And up here, above it all, it felt like he was standing on the edge of something final.That’s when the door behind him creaked open.Footsteps.Slow. Heavy.Reaper stepped out of the shadows like some cartoon villain — all black everything, hood half-up, hands gloved, and that stupid smug look he wore like cologne.“Took you long enough,” Reaper said.Davion didn’t flinch. “Wanted to make sure I didn’t forget my manners.”Reaper smirked. “You brought the camera?”Davion patted his chest. “Rolling as we speak.”Reaper’s smile twitched. “Go
Chapter 141
“You really had to throw a smoke bomb?” Wilson asked from the backseat, coughing into his hoodie. “I think my lungs just filed for divorce.”Reika snorted from the front passenger seat, sliding her goggles off. “You’re welcome, by the way. I just broke a federal prisoner out of a moving van. Maybe toss a thank-you in there?”“Thank you for destroying my airway,” Wilson wheezed.Davion sat in the middle row, hoodie up, eyes locked on the side mirror. The city lights blurred past them. Fast. Fuzzy. But his mind was sharper than ever.“They’re gonna double down now,” he said. “Block roads. Issue statewide alerts.”Beverly, seated beside him, reached for his hand. “Let them. We’ve got more eyes on us now than they do. We go dark? People notice.”“We need a safe spot,” Reika said. “Somewhere they won’t look. Somewhere we can plan for once.”“I know a place,” Wilson muttered. “It’s not pretty, but it’s quiet. Abandoned train yard outside Midridge. My cousin used to use it for illegal drone
Chapter 140
The rooftop was cold, wet, and definitely not OSHA-approved, but Davion didn’t care.He was standing there, rain-soaked hoodie clinging to his back, face tilted toward the skyline like he could stare the city into understanding him. The truth was out now. Their video had gone viral—millions of views, reposts, comments, debates. People were talking. Arguing. Fighting in comment sections like their lives depended on it.But at least they weren’t silent anymore.Behind him, Beverly was pacing. Reika was fiddling with the battery pack of the live feed gear, and Wilson was, for some reason, eating stale gummy bears from his pocket.“This could actually work,” Beverly said, her voice half-hope, half-shock. “People are listening.”“Yeah, well,” Reika muttered, “the internet also listened when a guy said the moon was fake. Doesn’t mean they’ll show up for us.”Davion didn’t turn. “They don’t need to show up. They just need to see it. The truth.”Wilson held up a hand. “Okay but also—some of u
Chapter 139
The police precinct loomed ahead like it was swallowing the sky.Concrete. Barbed wire. Cameras. All of it screaming, “You don’t belong here.”But Davion didn’t stop walking.Beverly walked beside him, her fingers laced through his. On his other side, Reika had her phone in one hand, pepper spray in the other, because of course she did. Wilson trailed behind, carrying the laptop like it was a bomb he didn’t want to drop.No one said anything at first.It was that kind of silence. The kind that usually comes before a storm.Davion’s hoodie was pulled low over his face, but not to hide. Just enough to remind the world that he wasn’t afraid of it.“I feel like I should say something inspiring,” Beverly muttered. “But I’m mostly trying not to throw up.”“Same,” Wilson said. “If they try to separate us, I’m playing dumb. Like, full ‘what’s a USB port?’ level dumb.”Reika glanced at Davion. “You sure you wanna do this?”He didn’t answer right away. Then:“I’ve run enough.”They reached the
Chapter 138
The sirens got louder. Closer.Beverly’s fingers trembled as she stuffed the phone into her hoodie pocket. “We have to move. Now.”Reika grabbed a flashlight from her bag. “Back route?”Wilson was already heading for the busted side door. “Yeah. Before backup shows up and assumes we’re part of this mess again.”Davion stood over Reaper, who was bleeding and smiling like a man who still thought he had the last laugh. “They’re coming for you.”Reaper coughed and spat blood. “So? You think cuffs scare me? I built the nightmares they put in cages.”Davion leaned in, his voice razor-sharp. “Then rot in one.”Reika grabbed Davion’s arm. “Cops, remember? We need to not be here when they show.”He gave Reaper one last look—nothing left to say—and turned away.They ran.Out the side door. Through the broken gate. Feet slamming gravel and adrenaline buzzing in their ears.Beverly didn’t look back. Couldn’t. Not when they were this close. Not when the truth had finally been dragged into the ligh
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