Chapter 177: The Perfect Weapon

ANDY

I stood in the doorway of my cramped home, breathing in the familiar stench of decay and desperation that seemed to be ever ending in every concern of Shadow City.

This place was a sanctuary for people like me - witches, criminals, and others who existed outside the boundaries of a well civilized society. It was a city filled with villains and scum of the earth where crimes reigned supreme and goodwill were rewarded with death. Here, among the miscreants and the lawless, I could plan my revenge without interference from good hearted authorities or bleeding-heart do-gooders.

The city spread out in front of...