Tag: chaos for hire
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Chapter 3: “The Tin Canary Job”
One second, I’m chasing a missing saxophone, the next I’m knee-deep in a toaster cult chanting about golden crusts and cosmic crumbs. Oh, and then the karaoke machine exploded. So yeah… just another Tuesday night for The Misfire. Read more
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CHAPTER 1: “Dames, Danger, and Duct Tape”
She wore trouble like perfume, and I wore a trench coat two sizes too big. By the time the laser shark escaped and the poker table exploded, I knew one thing for sure—this case was going exactly the way I didn’t plan. Read more