Despite the city slowly healing, the shadow of the past still lingered, especially for Lysander. While the Syndicate was gone, the damage it had done wasn’t so easily erased. His connection to the old world, the one he’d worked so hard to leave behind, had left scars, not just on him but on everyone who had been close to him.

He had been trying to move on. They both had. But some things were harder to outrun than others. The peace they’d fought for felt fragile, like something ...