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Chapters (57)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. COPYRIGHT
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue: Filip
  6. Chapter One: Holden
  7. Chapter Two: Alex
  8. Chapter Three: Naomi
  9. Chapter Four: Amos
  10. Chapter Five: Holden
  11. Chapter Six: Alex
  12. Chapter Seven: Amos
  13. Chapter Eight: Holden
  14. Chapter Nine: Naomi
  15. Chapter Ten: Amos
  16. Chapter Eleven: Alex
  17. Chapter Twelve: Amos
  18. Chapter Thirteen: Holden
  19. Chapter Fourteen: Naomi
  20. Chapter Fifteen: Alex
  21. Chapter Sixteen: Holden
  22. Chapter Seventeen: Alex
  23. Chapter Eighteen: Holden
  24. Chapter Nineteen: Naomi
  25. Chapter Twenty: Alex
  26. Chapter Twenty-one: Naomi
  27. Chapter Twenty-two: Amos
  28. Chapter Twenty-three: Holden
  29. Chapter Twenty-four: Amos
  30. Chapter Twenty-five: Naomi
  31. Chapter Twenty-six: Amos
  32. Chapter Twenty-seven: Alex
  33. Chapter Twenty-eight: Holden
  34. Chapter Twenty-nine: Naomi
  35. Chapter Thirty: Amos
  36. Chapter Thirty-one: Alex
  37. Chapter Thirty-two: Naomi
  38. Chapter Thirty-three: Holden
  39. Chapter Thirty-five: Naomi
  40. Chapter Thirty-six: Holden
  41. Chapter Thirty-seven: Alex
  42. Chapter Thirty-eight: Amos
  43. Chapter Thirty-nine: Naomi
  44. Chapter Forty: Amos
  45. Chapter Forty-one: Naomi
  46. Chapter Forty-two: Holden
  47. Chapter Forty-three: Alex
  48. Chapter Forty-four: Naomi
  49. Chapter Forty-five: Amos
  50. Chapter Forty-six: Alex
  51. Chapter Forty-seven: Naomi
  52. Chapter Forty-eight: Holden
  53. Chapter Forty-nine: Amos
  54. Chapter Fifty: Alex
  55. Chapter Fifty-one: Naomi
  56. Epilogue: Sauveterre
  57. Acknowledgments

Erich’s wasted, tiny left arm squeezed tight to his body. “Let me get this straight. You’ve got a score where I go seven, maybe eight hundred kilometers, sneak past some private mercenary death squad, boost a ship, and the payoff is that I get to leave everyone and everything I’ve got here? What’s next? Russian roulette where if I win, I get to keep the bullet?” His voice was high and tight. He bit the words as he spoke them. “This is my city. This is my place. I carved my life out of the fucking skin of Baltimore, and I spent a lot doing it. A lot. Now I’m supposed to put my tail between my legs and run away because some Belter fuckwit decided to prove he’s got a tiny little dick and his mama didn’t hug him enough when he was a kid? Fuck that! You hear me, Timmy? Fuck that!”

Amos looked at his hands and tried to think what to do next. His first impulse was to laugh at Erich’s maudlin bullshit, but he was pretty sure that wasn’t going to be a good idea. He tried to think what Naomi would have said, but before he came up with anything good, Peaches stepped toward Erich, her arms out to him like she was going to give him a hug.

“I know,” she said, her voice choked with some emotion Amos didn’t place.

“You know? What the fuck do you know?”

“What it’s like to lose everything. How hard it is, because you keep thinking it can’t really be gone. That there’s a way to get it back. Or maybe if you just act like you still have it, you won’t notice it’s gone.”

Erich’s face froze. His bad hand opened and closed so fast, it looked like he was trying to snap the tiny pink fingers. “I don’t know what you’re talking —”

“There was this woman I knew when I went in. She killed her children. Five of them, all dead. She knew it, but she talked about them all like they were still alive. Like when she got up tomorrow, they’d be there. I thought she was a lunatic, and I guess I let that show, because she stopped me one day at the cafeteria and said, ‘I know they’re dead. But I know I’m dead too. You’re the only bitch here thinks she’s still alive.’ And as soon as she said that, I knew exactly what she meant.”