Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast
“Gorgeous girl. From the South. Sweetest thing in the world, I’ve been told. Found in sandals and a sun dress in the walk in freezer. Was last seen with good ol’ Brody. She’d been raped. And cut, if you know what I mean. Butchered, actually, in a very delicate place. Or so they said. I don’t know. It was covered up, of course, and never talked about again.”
“For real?”
“Yeah, ‘for real.’” She sighed, her shoulders falling. “This was your boy, Colton. He was bad. I mean, c’mon. Like, legendary bad. He was infamous for making people do things they wouldn’t ordinarily do. He’d link up with someone weak, maybe even, you know, a little off, if you know what I mean, find their Achilles’ Heel, and
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