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Chapter 7: Bar Trouble

Author: Pixie Snow
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-11-04 23:53:55

By the time I reached The Rusty Howl, I’d downgraded from full panic to “mildly deranged.”

A win, in my book.

The place was its usual brand of depressing. Wood paneling that smelled like wet pine and regret, neon signs buzzing like angry hornets, and the jukebox eternally stuck on 90s country heartbreak hits.

Cassie was already at the bar, twirling a straw in her drink like she was plotting someone’s downfall.

“You look like you fought a raccoon and lost,” she said the second she saw me.

“Clos
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