Sep 13, 2019
@isekovali
Emmett had expected the mayor’s speech, with the chanting crowd preceding it and all the bottled-up anger and resentment and fear of a summer spent caught in a gang war, to be the most dangerous part of the evening. But then Isek had called--and he’d said the cops were raiding Purgatory.
Emmett ran the whole way, pushing past people streaming toward the Board of Trade. Sure enough, police cars lined the street in front of the nightclub, and cops’ dark uniforms blurred the shadows around the front door. Managing to slip in a back entrance, Emmett dodged two officers before finding Isek. “Where do you need me?”
