Chapter 29 The Typewriter Trail

Nessa POV

The text on Brennan’s phone glowed in the dim kitchen.

Clara’s warning from earlier came back to me. Vale’s lawyer was already making his next move.

I met Brennan’s eyes. His hand was still around my waist, thumb flat against my skin under the sweater.

“Vale isn’t giving up.”

“He can’...

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