Like A Ghost

There were three things Parker remembered about that night past the stink of cheap booze and the smoke that curled hazy in the air. What he couldn't seem to remember however, was what came after. All he knew for sure was that it changed everything.

After that night, Parker finds himself tangled in the midst of a brutal tug of war.

On one side, he's being hunted by an association that exists solely to eradicate everything Parker has become and will stop at nothing to reach that goal. On the other side, he finds himself in the care of a strange group of misfits who seem to appreciate him much more when he's alive.

*Warning: Swearing, Violence, and Sexual themes are contained in this story. My sincerest apologies.*