25. Repent My Sins? Or Continue the Downward Spiral into Complicit Crime and Deviancy

Human chauffeur, Greg, ushered my sleepy and barely coherent self off of that sofa sometime around 5 in the morning. Luc had a spare set of clothing laid out for me, so I could change out of my torn and blood-stained suit. The designer jeans are way nicer than any pair I’ve ever owned, and they are...

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