The Food Thief

Hermes and Danny rode quietly around the streets of Twillightoria in Danny's Impreza car. The night was breezy and the cold winds kissed their skins as the car moved blisteringly along the road.

Hermes was still in thoughts and the coldness of the ride struggled to make his thoughts freeze. He could not just stop trying to comprehend Zeid's words.

Of course, it was not a good thing to resume his new life out of cuffs with fights and killings. It was not ever even in his plans.

His initial plans were only to come out of prison and rekindle the love he once had while living a new life. But that love had blown away in his absence, and even if he wanted to ignore that fact, Haisley seemed to be desperate in reminding him.

"What you thinking?"

Danny's voice was as far as the night moon hiding behind the large tall mansions far away from them, it was also farther than the sound of the blowing breeze. Hermes could only hear the inherent growl that usually accompanied his voice but he couldn
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