C45 A Dangerous Step

The morning light bled pale through the curtains, painting the walls of the hideout in shades of gray. Arun hadn’t slept. His body ached from too many nights on the futon, but it was the weight in his chest that truly exhausted him.

He sat on the edge of the mattress, staring at his phone. His thumb hovered over Kenji’s number more than once, retreating each time. Calling was dangerous