He's always fucking worried around me, and it's grating on my nerves. Joseph Kizner stands there with a worried look on his face. It's way too contemporary for my taste, but what do I know? I've pretty much lived the past three years in a shit hole.Īfter a quick look through the peephole, I'm unlocking the door to pull it open. It's done in whites, grays and blacks with plenty of leather, chrome, and glass. With a sigh, I push back up, set my beer on the black lacquered tabletop, and move my way through the sparsely furnished apartment. My ass hits the couch cushion, but no sooner do I twist the cap off my bottle of beer, then there's a knock at the door.
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