Blood on the trail

Matteo’s POV

I had not slept in two days.

Not real sleep. Not the kind that rests the body. Just brief moments where my eyes closed and my mind kept moving anyway. Every time I leaned my head back, images surfaced. Aria’s face. Her voice. The way she looked at me when she trusted me.

Then I opene...

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