I, VILLAIN - CHAPTER NINE

Below is an excerpt from my fourth book, "I, Villain." This novel (my first) is a dark, violent, and humorous tale about a city so corrupt that only a super villain can save it from obliteration.

I looked up at the two-story, U-shaped motel that had about one hundred rooms. The parking lot was packed, which didn’t surprise me. The Slutty Minx was a popular hangout for sexual deviants, druggies, and adulterers. It was the type of place where you needed to wear gloves before washing your hands and the roaches spoke three languages. The allure was two-fold: you could pay in cash and everyone minded their own business.
All in all, it was an adequate meeting spot.
Grace and I first met here in ‘02, a few months before her coma. An old college pal of hers (Anita something) came to Uptown on business and disappeared. The police didn’t have any leads because her abductors routinely paid them not to find any. Grace knew that Anita would end up dead – or worse – without some back-end help. When she grudgingly came to me, I didn’t mind asking around … but not for free.

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