Chapter 24 Downpour
- Rain sluices down the alley walls, turning the brick to slick obsidian. The neon sign above *Mickey’s Bar* flickers, staining the puddles blood-red. I shouldn’t be here. Not after last night’s fire, not after Adam’s warnings. But the text was too specific: *“Midnight. Bring the ledger.”*
- A shadow detaches from the wall.
- “Tick-tock, rabbit. You’re late.”