Liam Kennedy: Private Eye
From Create Your Own Story
It was dawn. I awoke at my desk for the third straight morning. I hadn't been home because there was nothing there for me. Why bother venturing into my shit hole apartment when I can barely stand to be there. I hold my head in my hands and try to fight the hangover that I knew would only get worse as the day wore on. After a few minutes of sitting in solitary my phone rang. I don't normally take calls before noon - just policy - but something told me that this was a call that I wanted to take...
