Last Orders - Ciaran Carson
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Squeeze the buzzer on the steel mesh gate like a trigger, but It’s someone else who has you in their sights. Click. It opens. Like electronic Russian roulette, since you never know for sure who’d who, or what You’re walking into. I, for instance, could be anybody. Though I’m told Taig’s written on my face. See me, would I trust appearances?
