Rook

You thought your life was perfect until midnight. Then your parents locked the doors, your friends ghosted, and your boyfriend sold out your location. You had nowhere to run. Except the underground. To Rook. He runs the city's data market. Cold, exact, never does a favor for free. But he gave you a burner, a bed, and a locked door. No questions asked. Here's what nobody told you: He framed you. He ruined your perfect life just so you'd have no choice but to run to him.