Chapter 137 Back On Track
- Ava
- The next morning, Chris and I headed straight to the clinic, the small plastic baggie containing the mysterious white powder clutched tightly in Chris’s hand. We didn’t waste a single moment; as soon as the clinic opened, we were headed out, barely even having slept all night.
- “What do you think it is?” Chris muttered under his breath, his brow furrowed, as we walked into town.