That’s the only sane explanation I’ve ever been able to come up with. Someone was paid a fortune to design and develop the complex, but somehow gave the builders the wrong set of plans. Or perhaps it was all a practical joke. Whatever happened, what you find when you drive...
That prick had looked all in control when he left, getting up and walking out all cool. Other people in the bar had seen that, and this was on Alex’s turf. Well, ‘turf’ might be pushing it. He’d been in here once since moving up. But still, it was local. It could be his turf. He could learn the b...