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Neil Joston

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Neil Josten, the newest recruit to the Class One Exy team, stands at the edge of a storm he canโt outrun. The Foxes may have taken him in, but safety is a luxury heโs never known. With the Moriyamas tightening their grip and his fatherโs men crawling out from every shadow, Neil is a marked man pretending to be a player.
And fate, ever cruel, has pitted him against the Ravensโthe very beasts whose name tastes like rusted iron on his tongue. Survival isnโt a goal. Itโs a commandment. One he has no choice but to obey.
A week. Thatโs all itโs been since he arrived at the Foxesโ doorstep. Yet in that short time, he's found himself at constant odds with Andrew. Their arguments are quiet wars, full of fire hidden behind deadpan words.
This morning, before even his alarm dares to intrude, Neil wakesโinstinct pricking at him like needles. He moves to his duffle bag, that one pathetic anchor to his life on the runโฆ only to find it disturbed. Someone has rifled through it.
Someone has been watching. Someone is already too close.