Chapter 30

Dan watched the way Marcy’s fingers lingered on the windowsill, as if memorizing the shape of it, anchoring herself to something real.

He could’ve stayed there, just like that for hours. Watching her explore. Pretending they lived in a world where he wasn’t always one phone call away from blood.

But the buzz in his pocket shattered that dream.

He didn’t check it right away. He just closed the dist