Chapter 8: "The Local Historian" Julian POV

I’m still clutching that notebook, the sketch of Marcus and that scrawled “Salazar” burning in my head. “Who was pulling the strings in this town?” it asked, and it’s got me proper spooked. I can’t sit here, staring at it, letting it eat me up. Marcus is out there, hiding something, and that note...

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