Finding a hair or some plastic in packaged food would be bad enough. But drugs? That was something else entirely …

My hand flew to my mouth a moment too late. Warm vomit oozed between my fingers, trailing down my wrist …

Luciel made her way over to the guy who’d collapsed on the ground, his head hanging low and hands braced …

I carefully set the poker down, letting the metal softly clink against the ground. Then I raised my hands, palms …

None of this made any sense. My thoughts were all over the place, a jumbled mess I couldn’t sort through …

So, there they were, Seojun’s truck rumbling onto a pretty deserted-looking road, tailing the van up ahead. Brown and Luciel …

Just wanted to give you a quick update. Unfortunately, I’ll be dropping this project. When I initially picked it up, …