Chapter 8 ALESSIO “I’m just a ghost.” I’m sure it’s a coincidence. It has to be. The odds that The Ghost climbed through my window by chance are just too slim in a city of millions. And a vigilante set on taking out the Sleepless Reapers wouldn’t have any reason to fuck with the Morettis,…
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