Chapter 86

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Once he started looking for street signs, there were none to be found. Stacy didn’t know this part of town, with its dark rows of homes lining the road, wrecked cars rusting on cinder blocks in the yards, weeds strangling the sidewalk into broken bits of pavement that sometimes disappeared completely. He should’ve stayed on the main roads, he realized now, though it was a bit late for that. At least he’d managed to avoid Lamar, no matter how fucking lost he got in the process.