Chapter 53

Jhing Jhing added, “Ha! I have an idea…or two—”

“What is it?” I swore I could read her bearing inside juggling like a tornado of rotten milk of badness.

Then she leaned in closer to my ear, “Leave a trail. Just a tiny breadcrumb. Something from Leon’s life. A book only Leon loved. A cigar stub in hi...

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