“Lila had always thought of secrets like gold coins. They could be hoarded, or put to use, but once you spent them, or lost them, it was a beast to get your hands on more. Because of that, she’d always guarded her secrets, prized them above any take. The fences back in Grey London hadn’t known she was a street rat. The street patrols hadn’t known she was a girl.”
Show More (1 Remaining)
