Rumors of a Cure

It felt like an odd smell, one he had never smelled before. It was just a whiff. It was swallowed by the smell of smoke in the next second.

Paying it no mind, Blaise put out his cigarette and stood up. His expression was unchanged amidst the calls of "Sir" and compliments on his looks.

"Go ahead and take the phones," said Blaise.

Then he walked into the tobacco and liquor store behind him, bought