Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast
And then end it with a click, of course.
“That’s what Teeth told me,” he said, pacing, his arms crossed, his hands gripping his elbows. “That’s what she said . . . fucking bitch.”
“I hear ya, man.” Brody, back to the window, dragged deep on another joint.
“But she was right, though. Clay, Trent, man, fucking punk-ass, piece of shit pussies. Put you to shame, my man.”
“Bro—”
“Seriously! It was brutal.” He could hear his voice rising. He stopped. Took a breath.
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