It was nearly two in the morning. Most of the other bikers had gone to bed, though some were still playing videogames in the game room and a few others were still passing around the bong and getting high. He’d chosen these three men for a reason. “I’ve got a job for you t...
They let him off the hook. Can you believe that?” Travis turned from the television and pierced Emily with his stare. He took a swig of whiskey, then set the bottle of Jim Beam back on the nightstand. The reporter on the six o’clock news had just an...