He changed the landscape of my dreams, the dreams I had every day about living ordinarily and free
and on my own. He changed the colors on the palette from primary to rainbow—as dark as the colors
of that rainbow may be."
― J.A. Redmerski
. . .
Two days after attacking Greg and Victor at the warehouse:
Sloane Kingston
"It's not enough, Noah," I say, my voice trembling with barely contained rage. "To bring the truth and the depravity of these people to light, I will have to go back to that town."
Noah's eyes widen with a mix of fear and frustration. "Are you trying to get yourself killed, Sloane? You know very well that he has that whole town under control. People obey him like he's a goddamn king. If you get into any trouble, you won't be able to escape."
