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Summary
Mark is still covered in a stranger's blood when he slaps Charlotte Selvig's floral-patterned credit card onto the counter of a motel check-in desk fifteen miles outside of Kier.
(Not far enough, his animal brain is nagging at him. They need to get further, leave the state — fuck, leave the country, build a spaceship and leave the world behind. He could do it. It — it fucking feels like he could do it right now. He can do anything. Build a spaceship, lift a car, walk on fucking water. Gemma’s here. She’s here. She’s here. She was dead, and now she's here.)
Series
- Part 1 of compass ‘verse
