Chapter 15: The Stone and the Sizzle

Leo woke to the sound of rain and the smell of oil. Not the good kind—the kind that had been reheated one too many times, carrying the ghost of every fish, chicken, and vegetable that had ever met its end in Uncle Zhang's wok. His eyes cracked open to a ceiling of grease stains, and for a moment, he forgot where he was. Then the First Fracture pulsed against his chest, a cold, insistent heartbeat,...