Chapter 18 "Keys"
A car horn blared as smoke wrapped around them like a blanket, warm and fluffy, but more suffocating than one would expect a blanket to be. Boris had trouble opening his eyes, thanks to the blood that...
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Chapter 17 "You Selfish Son Of A Bitch"
"You selfish son of a bitch". It was scrawled, the handwriting not only near illegible but also unrecognizable, across a piece of paper taped to Boris's door. Boris groaned as he stood and stared at...
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Chapter 16 "Gardenias"
"You don't know the first thing about flowers," Carol said, standing with Boris as they watched Larry dig in a small plot of soil outside in the garden area of the home, hands on her hips, "What makes...
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Chapter 15 "Could've Been"
"Well this is lovely, isn't it?" Leanne asked, cutting off another piece of steak, "A nice candlelit dinner, relaxing music, intimate small talk. This is the kind of stuff reserved for women much classier...