Ije didn’t panic.
She escalated.
By dawn, my face was on every AVG screen in the city.
Reward: fifty thousand.
Alive preferred.
She didn’t call.
Didn’t text.
She sent a message through the Ferryman.
“Meet at the campus.
Noon.
Bring the drive.”
I showed the message to Rhea.
“It’s a trap,” she said.
“Obviously.”
“You’re not going.”
“I am.”
She grabbed my arm.
“Kael…”
“I need to see her.”
“Why?” This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
“Because I died once already.” I pulled free.
“This time, I want to watch her face when she realizes I didn’t stay dead.”
Rhea didn’t argue.
She just handed me a radio.
“Channel 4.
I’ll be listening.”
I nodded.
Then I walked into the rain.
And toward the campus.
Toward her.