Chapter 115 Dredge
- Olivia
- The night air whistled past the car as we sped down the road, a harmonious blend of dread and relief knotting my stomach.
- My fingers tightened around the little wooden box, the secret within serving as a physical reminder of the danger we were in. It was smaller than I had imagined, and it had an ornately carved lid. It looked as though Alvin had purchased it overseas during his time in the military.