Chapter 251

Kazuo burst through the rooftop access door, his breath catching for a second in the dry air of the open skyline.

And there she was, standing at the building's edge like she belonged there, like she was made for it. The white-haired woman—the one who'd been messing with his head for days now—just staring out at nothing, the wind tugging at her coat like it was trying to pull her back.

"Morrigan!" he shouted.

The name burned in his throat, like it had been buried deep inside him all this time, just waiting for an excuse to claw its way out. He didn't know how he knew it was her name, but he did. It felt as solid as the concrete under his boots.

She didn't turn around. Didn't flinch. She'd been expecting him all along and said, "So you remember."

The words hit him sideways. Was that a question? A statement? A trap? He took a couple of steps forward without knowing why.