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Crowbar

LECTURES 41
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Chapitres 6
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LECTURES 41
Votes 8
Chapitres 6
Durée 1h 1m

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'Do you make up the collective? Or does the collective make you?'
When reports of multiple hit-and-runs come in, prodigious police detective Alex Maine is given the mysterious case of lunatics with crowbars. A man of law with marvelous deductive skills, a city full of vices, a law-enforcing force with resources and skills beyond the ordinary, and a masked vigilante duke it out in this cat and mouse tale.

A first in a series of stories focused on dealing with inner demons...
New chapters every Friday, so stay tuned...Tous Droits Réservés

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A Dark Romance (18+) cover

ZEHERAMRIT 🔥 cover

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VESTIGE | 18+ cover

Vigilantes Season One cover

❛𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬❜ ― 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝

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