VOLUME FOUR: DEADLY BUSINESS

HAZEL

This half skyscraper did not belong in the small coastal town. I didn’t belong either.

Clouds covered the sky, the summer sun unable to break through the cover. I stood outside the tall building, which towered over the rest of the structures in Pelican Bay. I saw no signs or activity in or out of the building, making it appear deserted. Yet, my contact promised this was the place to meet him. They had to be inside or ...