Chapter 252

MARCO SLAMMED THE DOOR shut to Ghost's one-room rental. It wasn't the same one as before. It was across town in another walk-up over a different store. At least this one didn't smell of grease, and it had two single beds. As a bonus they had a hot plate and a tiny sink, in addition to a bathroom down the hall. So long as they paid in cash, no one asked questions.

"No luck?" Ghost didn't turn from the mountain of monitors.

Marco was pretty sure Ghost added a new one every time he left.

"No. He's not fucking there." Marco dropped onto the single bed, exhaustion weighing him down. The texts from his family weren't stopping. Everyone wanted to know what the hell was going on, and where was Danny? Since Marco couldn't give them answers about current events, he'd gone in search of his cousin and come up empty handed.

"He's probably jacked up somewhere, living the life." Ghost's tone was dismissive to the point it got Marco's hackles up.