CHAPTER 1 The wind didn’t just blow in Griffintown; it hunted. It funneled off the Lachine Canal, sharp as a glass shard, carrying the scent of frozen iron and old secrets. Chloe Tremblay pulled her collar higher. The wool scratched her neck. She was twenty-four, a coder for a gaming startup on Rue Peel, and she was late. The city was a study in grayscale. The sky was lead. The snow was ash. The canal was a jagged vein of black ice cutting through the ribs of the industrial district. Then she...

CHAPTER 1 The wind didn’t just blow in Griffintown; it hunted. It funneled off the Lachine Canal, sharp as a glass shard, carrying the scent of frozen iron and old secrets. Chloe Tremblay pulled her collar higher. The wool scratched her neck. She was twenty-four, a coder for a gaming startup on Rue Peel, and she was late. The city was a study in grayscale. The sky was lead. The snow was ash. The canal was a jagged vein of black ice cutting through the ribs of the industrial district. Then she...