One day, I just took their research, burn down the lab, and I ran like hell.
Grace’s breathing is a steady background noise to my thoughts.
Takes one to know one.
Is Ronan still running?
Cassandra never did answer me when I asked her what she was looking for. She’s a bounty hunter, it seemed obvious that she wanted to disrupt whatever semblance of peace our kind could find. We were different, and despite whatever Senator Laverne was trying to accomplish, we were enemies. Cassandra hated us enough to give her a reason.
But I couldn’t ignore what Ronan told me. Or, at least, what he allowed me to know. Cassandra might hate our kind with a passion, but she wasn’t the only one in charge of her group. There was someone higher up, there always was, and if Cassandra had any connection to
