“It happens. The expected. One of those nights after Steel came back from his fuckfest with his coworker. I can’t remember the exact date. Not that it matters.
“In the middle of the night, closer to four in the morning than three, I stand outside Lee Hardwick’s Cape Code. It’s cozy looking, one of the smallest houses on Ashton Street. Two bedrooms. One bath. No dining room.
“Lesbian Cunt Marcy Daily is alone inside. Snoozing. Probably dreaming of licking her best friend’s p***y or something like that. It’s cold out. Closing on winter. The Cape’s windows are closed. Marcy’s alone. Lee had to fly to Philly early in the evening. Something about his sister and drugs. An overdose maybe, but I’m not sure. His sister has always had a problem with opiates. s**t happens. We all have vices, right?
