Chapter 2: IN SOUTH CENTRAL WE KILL VAMPIRES
Tucking my t-shirt in my jeans, I adjust my holster. “FuckI I’m late for sure.” It doesn’t help Andrew’s penthouse is on the 38th floor....
Chapter 2: IN SOUTH CENTRAL WE KILL VAMPIRES
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Chapter 1: IN SOUTH CENTRAL WE KILL VAMPIRES
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