A House of Velvet and Fangs
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I was leaning against the foyer console, buckling the strap of my Italian leather loafers, when the floating crimson text flashed across my vision.
He’s actually going? Vanessa’s a deadbeat gambling addict running a shakedown. The second he hits the expressway, the cut brake lines kick in—car flips, he’s pulverized on impact.
My hands froze mid-buckle.
What the hell was I looking at?
Before my brain could process the hallucination, the empty air in front of me ruptured. A deluge of glowing, translucent commentary cascaded across my field of view like a live chat feed on hyperdrive.
