Everything changed after Raze’s call. Not dramatically or immediately, but enough.
The feeling settled over all of us within 24 hours/ we were being watched. Again. Only this time nobody was pretending otherwise.
I sat at the dining table replaying the recoded conversation for what felt like the hundredth time and every time I listened, the same sentence echoed inside my head.
THE ARCHITECT KNOWS YOU’RE IN CALIFORNIA
The warning felt less like information and most like a countdown and Drake walked into the kitchen carrying coffee.
“You’ve listened to it again.” He said.
“Maybe.” I said looking up.
“That means yes.” He said.
He set the mug beside me and I smiled faintly.
“Thanks.” I said.
“You’re welcome.” He said and his eyes drifted toward the phone.
“You aren’t going to
