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"What about his car?" someone asks.

"Tor, can you handle it?" Runes asks.

"Already on it. I'll dump it at the bus station. Make it look like he rabbited."

"His phone?"

"Got it," Emil says, holding up the device. "Turned off. Battery out."

"Check it for tracking apps first," Tor suggests. "This asshole might actually have been smart about something."

They're efficient, practiced.

This isn't their first rodeo, won't be their last.

In ten minutes, all evidence of Dylan's visit has vanished.

Photos collected, car being moved, body on its way to the woods.

Like he was never here at all.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

EPILOGUE