Chapter 14 · free to read
He had the family from the auction. He had eleven of them, and he was selling tickets.
She was right. She had been right every single time. But I had spent eleven weeks learning to make air out of nothing while a city drowned on a payment plan.
Nine weeks earlier I couldn't lift a crate without help. I went back to Aoyomi alone, riding a god, to break a man who has never once had to raise his voice.
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