Aiden rolled his eyes as the driver in the SUV behind him honked his horn like a madman. Yet another thing people in Sin City do. The man sure as hell knew the traffic light was on red, yet he honked incessantly, blasting other drivers' ears with noise.

“Fuck that dude, damn.” Cussing audibly in the lonely car, Aiden smashed his hand on the steering wheel. Bringing his free hand over to his face, he ran it on the sweating skin.

“Sorry, Mr. you’re disturbing the vicinity with your noise.” Aiden heard someone, probably another irritated driver roaring at the insane driver.

The traffic light was still red and the...