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Hiding in The Genetic Park - 1

What went wrong? I asked myself that repeatedly during the trip like a department store television on an annoying loop. Listen it wasn’t my fault I spotted the guy printing counterfeit money in the basement of the apartment building, I stumbled into it. That… is… it. Wrong place, right time, and uncontrollable shit. The next minute I’m a witness to an internal mafia crime and the criminal threatened me I’ll be whacked. Which is why I was sitting in a black Ford Taurus, parked in front of my temporary home. Past the rainstorm smacking against the tinted window, the resort’s name shined through.