Chapter 18: Trust Broken
ARCHER She’s gone. Just… gone. I tracked her phone for ten minutes. Then it went dead. Malcolm has her. I […]
ARCHER She’s gone. Just… gone. I tracked her phone for ten minutes. Then it went dead. Malcolm has her. I […]
WILLA “You knew.” Not a question. A statement. An accusation. Archer stands. “Willa, let me explain—” “Explain what? That you’ve
WILLA One week after Malcolm’s arrest. We’re packing up my apartment. Moving to Colorado. Starting fresh. Except we’re not. Because
ARCHER I call my mother. For the first time in three years. She thinks I’m dead. Buried. Mourned. Gone. But
WILLA Three days after Malcolm’s arrest. I’m back in my apartment. Cleaned. Repaired. Safe. Archer is next door in 3B.
ARCHER I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill Malcolm Domenico with my bare hands. “She’s bait,” Tobias says.
WILLA Waking up in Archer’s arms is becoming my favorite thing. Even after last night’s nightmare. Maybe especially after last
ARCHER The standoff lasts three seconds. Feels like three hours. Malcolm with his gun to Marcus’s head. Me with my
WILLA Day twelve. I’m grading papers when I hear it. Footsteps outside my apartment. Not Archer’s. Heavier. Multiple people. My
ARCHER Tobias shows up unannounced on day nine. Looking grim. I know what’s coming. “We need to talk.” “About?” “About