It’s clear. All so clear.
“He’s on the inside,” I say, and march over to my discarded dress.
The UNSUB has insider knowledge. There may be a huge leak in the department, but my removal from the case was only hours ago. And like I warned Quinn, that would only piss the UNSUB off.
Now someone who doesn’t deserve his wrath is paying the price.
And I swear—I swear to God—I will not lose Avery.
I will tear through every member of that department until I find the UNSUB.
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To her darkness, she whispers. Of monsters and visions of red, of the terrors that claw up from her abyss. Monsters are forged, but heroes are born. To the light, she sings. Of fortitude and acceptance found only in his arms. ~Sadie Bonds