Super Soul Sister

“You’re plan B.”

“Pretend I’m Z.”

“Nix: get over to Odin’s Acre.”

“The biker bar?”

“Now!”

The Volvo was working, and it was August which made “Now!” a reality. Fifteen minutes later I found myself parked along the barbed wire periphery of a three story





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