I love getting out on the stretch of road between Cold Moon territory and the city. It is my moment to be a little rebellious and put the gas pedal to the floor in my Dodge Charger SRT Hellcat Widebody. She’s pure, sleek muscle, fast as hell, and purple. When I drive her, I am just Frankie, not the Alpha Heir. Between the rogue attacks and Nikki, I haven’t been to the city in a bit. I’m not complaining. I rarely actually go to the city, but today I am meeting someone who supposedly has some intel on the rogue attacks.
I pulled up in front of the storefront, exited my car, and entered the building. It's definitely not a hub of activity since I am the only one here. There is a worker that I am not sure if they are male or female, and I don’t want to start this off by insulting anyone using
