CHAPTER HUNDRED & FIFTY-TWO

KYLE

“Come on, now,” I said, eyeing the price tag like it personally offended me. “You’re telling me this tiny bag of glorified fish flakes costs more than a bottle of aged bourbon?”

The girl behind the counter tried not to laugh. She failed. Spectacularly.

“That’s the organic, ethically-sourced,...

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