Chapter 8
Harley honestly felt bad for Connor. Ever since that encounter with those spirits the previous week, Harley had been plagued by strange memories. They weren’t clear to him. They didn’t appear inside his head in high-definition, but the feelings associated with those memories were loud. It felt as if those memories were screaming at him. He was certain there were a few unknown men inside those memories, fragmented and blurry, but the one thing he couldn’t erase from his head was the view of something sharp and gleaming coming at him. Then that excruciating pain in his chest. He also recalled the blood. In addition, he felt a niggling sensation somewhere deep within him. He had no doubt there was someone important to him inside those memories, and based on the feelings he got from
