The Werewolf and the Money – 2

I followed Tracy Dent outside. My Mustang was parked behind Liquerotica, and she trailed me as I walked to it. I unlocked the driver's side and frowned at her. She was standing at the passenger side. "Where's your car?" I said, knowing the answer as soon as the words tumbled out into the humid night... Continue Reading →


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