Chapter 47 A Common Enemy

Garth Warehouse

3:00 a.m.

Texas

“Move it… move it… come on! Stop working like women—be fast with it, men!” Hades barked at the warehouse workers hauling crates inside. Some were shirtless in just trousers; others wore work overalls.

He pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sm...

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