Chapter 92 Ninety One
- Thane shut the door behind him and pressed his back against it as he downed the last of the liquid in his glass.
- A frown formed on his forehead as the liquid slid down his throat, burning along the way.
- "That's enough work for today." He murmured to himself as she peeled himself from the door and staggered toward the half finished bottle at the foot of his unmade bed.