My Lethal Bad Luck is Your Death Sentence

Summary

I am Riley. I'm known as the walking, breathing, human bad omen.

The kind of person whose bad luck is so potent, a stray dog will trip over its own shadow just passing me on the street.

My best friend, Sadie, who I’d been attached to since kindergarten, got sweet-talked into a "crypto investment" scheme that turned out to be a Pig Butchering compound in Southeast Asia. She called me, crying, begging me to find a way to get her out.

To save her, I walked straight into the lion's den, offering myself up as the next mark.