Chapter 196: This Shirt Is Expensive

***Hazel***

“Piper?”

The name slipped out of my mouth before I could tame the disbelief clawing up my throat.

For weeks—maybe months—I’d secretly clung to the hunch that she might be alive. That perhaps she had staged her disappearance, that she wasn’t dead in a ditch somewhere. A dark, guilty part of me had even imagined finding her in a place exactly like this: a cheap, dingy apartment filled