CHAPTER HUNDRED & FIFTEEN

KYLE

I stood there, staring at the glove like it might reach out and grab me.

Whoever took her wanted me to find this.

It wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t a mistake.

It was a message.

The rage hit me in slow, punishing waves. Not the explosive kind—

No, this was worse.

A slow, poisonous burn cur...

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