Chapter 1 · free to read
Three weeks since they lowered him into the earth. The city has already forgotten. I have not.
They killed him for a page of numbers he wouldn't rewrite. So I will make every number bleed them dry.
Dawn in a records room, and a file thin enough to have been read by nobody at all.
The Vairagi cartel. Cotton by day. Contraband and quiet murders by night.
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