Chapter 159: Apologies

But it was too late, Ethan knew there was something. The past was coming for her. And Ethan wasn’t letting go without a war.

Ethan lay still for a moment, quiet, calculating. His body was still warm, flushed with the residue of whatever Caleb injected into him, but the fog was lifting. His wrists strained against the ties, cheap leather, decorative. Not meant to hold someone like him.