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... its first snow of the winter.
On a night mixed with wind and snow, the only source of warmth, aside from family and the fireplace, was alcohol.
Whisperer Bar.
Lately, the business seemed to have picked up quite a bit.
Perched on a high stool at the bar, Angel idly sipped a tequila, bored, and asked Smith, "Why isn’t your boss here yet?"
Ever since that damn woman gave him that ragged book, she had not seen the owner of the Whisperer Bar, the young and hand ...
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