When we last left our intrepid detectives…   In the distance, a lone siren blared. “Fan-fucking-tastic,” North said as he reached the Fusion. “Let me do the talking.” “Of c-course,” Luka said. “But m-maybe you want to see what they have in the cars first?” Sometimes it seemed like nobody understood

(Because I’m so smart, it only took me this long to realize it might be helpful to have a recap at the beginning of each installment) “Come on,” North said, grabbing Luka’s other hand to help him down. “We’ve got to get—” The jangle of a bell.

North sprinted back to the Fusion. Air like a razor blade against his cheek. Numb fingers fumbling the handle. Dropping into the seat, jabbing the push-button start, engine rumbling to life. He had enough brains still to put the car in reverse, bounce back down the curb, and steer between

For a full second, North had no response to that bullshit. Zero response. “Be right back,” Luka said into his silence. The dark-haired man sprinted across the parking lot. North, shivering, hung back against the wall of brush and watched. So, Luka was fast, sure. But North could be fast

Another shout rang out. North gave Luka a shove, and Luka rolled off him. North was still getting to his feet when Luka grabbed his arm and yanked him into a run. They crossed the parking lot in the direction Luka had pointed—away from the highway, and toward the

I can't believe we're already at the end of Soft Launch! I loved writing Sam and Gray's story, and I'm pretty sure we'll see more of them in the future. Before we jump into The Lipstick Flip (which is about