Chapter Sixty-Seven

Beckett

Stanton brings my attention back to the floor plan once more, but we already know it by heart. We’ve gone over every exit, every blind spot, every place Mickey could pull a weapon or stash Harlow if he decides to get cute. Everyone’s on edge, even the ones who pretend they aren’t.

I sit with my hands clasped tight between my knees because if I don’t, I’m gonna start pacing. Harlow sits acr