America the Dead Los Angeles

America the Dead Los Angeles

Billy Jingo.

The
night was beautiful, Billy thought as he walked along Beechwood Avenue. He knew
pretty much everyone he passed. He had been here for a little over six months
having made his way up from Mexico when things had gone bad for him there.
Technically he was on the run. Warrants out of New York. Somebody had put two
and two together and dug up some prints from a crime Billy had been…

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