Chapter 19
- Xander Jade
- 1d
- 3 min read
The Specter drifted in the shadow of Blackpoint’s dock, systems set to silent running. Emergency lighting painted the interior in bruised purples and gold, every compartment a triage zone. Marcus sat on a crate in the cargo hold, his side bandaged and already leaking. Across from him, Lex hung limp in a hastily rigged restraint harness. The traitor’s jaw was swollen, one eye half-shut, but the smile remained, thin and impossible.
