Chapter 59

SLOANE

Yes. My own plan.

Like I said, it’s been five years and I’m not the same girl anymore.

Hours later, I skirt around the rusted gates of a property Sybil used to own—on paper it was just some abandoned warehouse, but we all knew better. This was his place. His playground.

And apparently the last spot anyone saw him.

For five years, I’ve been hunting him but he’s always slipping away.

My flash