Under My Skin

Sloane

**Sloane**

The freezing wind whips against my visor, biting through the heavy leather of my jacket as the motorcycle eats up the endless black asphalt. Lev’s final words echo in my helmet. *Fix it. Fast.* Dmitri trained me to be a ghost, to leave no trace, but right now, the cold seeping into my bones drags me back to the exact moment that ghost was born. I was fourteen the first time I d