Chapter 252

Gavin

Snow drifted slowly through the empty street, soft and constant, blanketing the cracked pavement and rusted railings with a quiet white layer that made the whole place look abandoned. The broken streetlamp near the curb flickered weakly, its yellow glow barely strong enough to cut through the darkness.

I stood there for a moment, letting the cold air fill my lungs.

Russia had a way of feelin