Chapter 19 Docks of Deception

Docks of Deception

The rain had eased to a relentless drizzle as the black van screeched to a halt outside my old apartment building, its tires hissing on the wet pavement like a serpent's warning. Nadia Voss leaned out the driver's window, her raven hair plastered to her sharp features, hazel eyes...

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