The Chaos Order (Fanghunters Book Three) - Plot & Excerpts
Before Troy even had a chance to think of escape, he was crammed in between the two thugs from the upstairs of Shanghai. Chichi started up the engine, the stereo blasting out that obligatory Latino rap, which was like rusty nails on Troy’s ears. Car doors slammed and they hit the streets. Troy crossed his arms over his chest and huffed. He knew he shouldn’t have come down to Mexico. He knew the dancing chicas were just an illusion. They always were. He was sold short, every time. Suddenly, the drugs were wearing off too, and he was left with a nasty comedown, and an unhealthy dose of paranoia to boot. Thanks a bunch, Trixie, he thought to himself, his top lip curling up. He cursed the day he ever agreed to help her in her vamp hunting ways. Why couldn’t those Blacklake idiots have taken care of business back at the movie theater like they were supposed to? Then none of this would be happening. He watched on with apathetic eyes as the built up area of Tijuana thinned out to lime groves, corn fields, and dirt tracks.
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