He looked him the eyes. That defiant look was gone. Frank was gone. He had to accept that. Addam let go of Frank's hands. Frank pulled the trigger.

Cas Harlow has been a member of the Killjoys ever since the day they saved their life, running freely in the Zones of California. Until one mission turns everything on it's head... A whirlwind of trouble is thrown in Cas's direction; from chronic nightmares to being accused of the deaths they've witnessed. But what happens when a certain group of Killjoys offers them the friendship and support they just might need? What happens when the "infamous" Sour Cyanide meets one girl that could just change their life? 𝗧𝗪: 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘂!𝗰!𝗱𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲, 𝗜'𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱.