Chapter 59: Bar Ties (Caleb POV)

My boots grind gravel in the lot, and my fists flex tight. My breath puffs short and hot, and my chest aches from old bruises. I yank my phone from my pocket and jab Ryan's name with my thumb. The screen glows dim, and the call buzzes loud. My throat scratches raw, still hoarse from yelling, and ...

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