Shadows That Hunt

Chris peered through the shattered windshield, his face pale under the streetlamp’s sickly glow. A motorcycle’s snarl cut off a few yards away. Jinx, the assassin, swung off her bike, her leather jacket catching the neon from a nearby bar sign—Rusty’s Roadhouse, Open ‘Til 2. She moved like a panth...

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