The Magnolia Hotel in Houston was in a dusty old building that might have been from the turn of the 20th century or before: a little piece of history dwarfed by the dense city around it. But as Jason crossed the street from the lot where he had left Sabrina’s car, he saw through the windows that ...
Those privy-pigs they hired don’t fuck around.” Jason closed the door to his apartment behind him and moved toward the deep, unfamiliar voice. Standing on the sidewalk with his back against the wall was Jason’s friend Seito, who was on a vid-call with someone on his tablet...
He knew somehow before noticing her missing backpack and clothes and before discovering the note on the bedside table. And when he saw what was resting on top of the folded piece of paper he was sure. The note she had left was painfully short: ‘I ha...