She should have blocked him. Instead, she typed: My place. Thursday. 9 PM. Don’t be late. He arrived at 8:57.
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Instead, on a rainy Tuesday, she drove to an industrial district she’d never visited and stood outside a garage that smelled of ozone and hot metal. Through the window, she saw Marcus— Kai , she still thought of him as Kai—bent over a sculpture of tangled steel roses. She should have blocked him