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Chapter Four: Tension

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The motel didn’t have a bar, which was just my luck. So I crossed the street and headed into the only place still lit up at that hour—Dizzy Escape Brewpub. The name hit a little too close to home.

I pushed the door open, driven by nothing but the need to forget. For a second, I expected the place to be empty. It wasn’t. A few men were slumped along the bar, heads bowed like they were praying to their glasses. Neon signs buzzed faintly on the back wall, and the restroom sign kept flickering like it was having a seizure. A man behind the bar glanced up from wiping down taps.

“Can I help you, sweetheart?” he asked, not unkindly.

I blinked, not expecting anyone to speak to me. A couple of the guys at the bar turned to look, probably wondering what dragged me in. The door swung shut behind me with a thud that felt like a shove forward. I took it as a sign and walked over to the bar, picking the closest stool.

“Give me whatever burns the most,” I t
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