Chapter 68 Sixty-eight - Blaine
- "Bly, wait up," Arch calls as I chuck my hold all into the trunk of my car. Anyone who sees me would think I've just packed a few things for a few days away, but actually the bag is full of guns.
- I'm not leaving Chicago without Azira. Those fuckers think they can steal her away from school early and force us apart, well they're wrong.
- "What is it, Archer?" I slam the trunk shut.