Notes
The winds howl over the valley. The roar of cars sounds in the distance, the flicker of their headlights going to and through and past Torchlight on their way to Vegas. The florescent lights of Fishtail's diner flicker defiantly in the face of the desert night.
It is a hot, breathless day in Torchlight, Nevada. And a body's just shown up on the edge of town.
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