Chapter 11: Anchor Point (Caleb POV)

The drive back from Everett is loud in my head—Mom’s voice, that envelope hitting the floor, fifty grand scattered like trash. My hands are still shaking when I pull up to The Static, gravel crunching under the tires. The sun’s up now, weak and gray, barely cutting through the clouds. I’m fuming—mad...

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