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190 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 9, 2025
Zee snorted, but his tail lashed. “Do you think the barman serves cocaine chasers?”
“I doubt it.”
“Fuck I miss Tom.” Zee gulped his wine.
“Zodiac,” Victor rumbled. “Has it occurred to you that you likely have a drug addiction?”
“Pfft, drugs are great. How else am I gonna deal with my PTSD, ADHD, and all the other acronyms I’m collecting?”
“Therapy?” Victor suggested.
“The demon is the brawn, Adam’s the bait, and the brains of this incompetent trio is currently locked in the cellar,” Tom said. “I wouldn’t hold your breath if you’re waiting for them to save the day.”
“Aren’t you curious?”
His purple eyebrows hiked up his forehead. “Nope.”
“Really?” He was always curious.
“No fuckin’ way.” He folded his arms. “Curiosity killed the bat. Do you wanna be like the bats, Kitten? Extinct?”
“Bats are not extinct,” Victor said.
“Well, they would be if they went chasing after creepy riddles.”
“Agreement is not necessary when one is stating a fact.”
“Remind me why I love you again?”
Victor grinned… and as it was so rare, Zee and I stopped to stare. He cleared his throat and wiped the smile off his face. “Apologies. Zodiac’s confession briefly undermined my stoic barriers.”
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"It’s best we stay out of it entirely and act as though nothing untoward has taken place.”
I could do that. Acting normal in a crisis was an everyday event at the SOS Hotel. “Normal. Right, okay.”
Snick.
“Did the door just lock?” Zee asked.