Eye of the Storm – Part 3

“Nice to meet you, Summer,” Victor echoed my words from earlier, then turned back toward the bar. “Hey, Howe!” He called out, raising his head and his glass in search of the bartender. “Can I get another one of these?” Curiously, ‘Howe’ was nowhere to be seen. I shrugged, about to use this opportunity to escape... Continue Reading →

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