Chapter 17 17
Celine's POV
The warehouse stank of rust and old fish, and something else I couldn’t place. Something chemical and wrong. I said, standing next to Amaya in the middle of the vacant space and hugging myself against the chill that came through the shattered windows.
"Are you sure this is safe?" I...
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