Chapter 147 ~ 147

Chapter 147

~ Hay ~

The tires of my Mercedes-Benz crunched over the gravel as I pulled into the dimly lit parking lot of Blackout. The bar sat at the edge of the strip, its cracked black façade illuminated by a flickering, buzzing neon sign that cast a harsh crimson glow over the pavement. I barel...

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