Chapter 18 Parking Garage Etiquette
Jace
I have never hated a parking garage more.
Level three of the Marlowe Tower smelled like wet concrete and expensive perfume. Half the lights were out. My boots echoed off the pillars like somebody was following me, and every few steps I glanced behind, because after the cemetery I was seeing g...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1 I put a gun to the devils head
2. Chapter 2 The president dirty little secret
3. Chapter 3 Who killed my brother, you or him?
4. Chapter 4 Dead Man's Handwriting
5. Chapter 5 House Rules
6. Chapter 6 Friendly Neighbors
7. Chapter 7 Good Boy
8. Chapter 8 Range Day
9. Chapter 9 Little Biter
10. Chapter 10 Church Night
11. Chapter 11 Dead Man's Rent
12. Chapter 12 Quiet Money
13. Chapter 13 Brake Lines
14. Chapter 14 Finish What He Started
15. Chapter 15 Borrowed Names
16. Chapter 16 Last Call
17. Chapter 17 Sandbags and Static
18. Chapter 18 Parking Garage Etiquette
19. Chapter 19 Fire Drill
20. Chapter 20 Empty Orchard
21. Chapter 21 Rooftop Rules
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