ALAIA

I took the grimoire from my office and returned to the bar. The music was pure metal, and the clientele was rougher than before, with girls dancing on every platform and the workers looking out of their minds. A part of me was disgusted by the change, but right now, I didn’t have time to care. Instead, I had to find a way to read this book.

I made my way through the crowd to the basement. A scream fell from Mirja’s mouth when I walked through the door. Nas had her chained to the wall. There were little cuts on her from head to toe. Some were new,...