Chapter 77 Book 13: Neon Heat

The club was drowning in neon and bass.

The air hung thick, laced with perfume, sweat, and the sharp sting of spilled liquor. Bodies melted together on the dance floor, moving in a hypnotic rhythm to the music's relentless thump, strobe lights slicing through the darkness like electric knives.

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