Dispatch
The job was supposed to be simple
A dispatch from The Serpent and the Staff, part two: one mechanic, one contract, and a missing girl no one can afford to ignore.
Some jobs pay in cash. This one pays in consequences.
A note at the Black Bull
It starts with a note slipped under a drink: a time, a place, a job. Find a missing girl. For a crew of outlaws surviving on small work and each other, it should have been simple.
You can outrun gangs. You cannot outrun the truth.
It is not simple. He thought he was chasing one person. Instead he found a system built on absence — and the deeper he goes, the less safe everyone around him becomes.
The crew
A mechanic-drifter with a bike, a rule, and a chosen family. In this city, loyalty is currency and betrayal is cheaper. Every answer opens a worse question.
One more dispatch to come. The book lands soon — date to be announced.