His Twisted Redemption

hide in the grimy kitchen and nev

face lit up. "Mr. C

smissing the peeling wallpaper and the desperate-looking dancers.

recognition, contempt-crossed his face bef

e smooth as poison. "Is this t

"I think the lady should join

to me, confused. "Izzy?

ed. "She looks like she could b

was the only thing keeping his club from being swallowed by a lo

Sarge said, his voice lo

ation in Sarge' s eyes. He had been my protector in this hellhole, a flawed father figur

s feeling like lead. My past was walking in fr