DIABLO
There is a crowd everywhere in the bar except where I am standing. People never get too close to me. It is like the air around me carries death.
Once your hands have been stained with blood a few times, people start to sense it. They do not know why, but their instincts tell them to stay away. They move aside, keeping their distance without realizing it.
Except for her. April Morgan. She leaned in close a moment ago. She did not step back. That alone makes her interesting. She seems shy and scared, but there is a kind of quiet bravery in the way she does not run.
I take my drink and move toward the booth at the back. From here, I can see the whole bar clearly. The angle is perfect. When Joe steps out of his office, I will notice. Until then, I have time to watch her while she w
