The beer bottle didn’t break when it bonked Judas Black’s forehead. Instead, it bounced off, landed on the bar floor with a clink, rolled away, and found a resting place behind Jude’s amp. A massive, black cockroach skittered into the mouth of the bottle and floated in a pool of warm beer.
A golf ball-sized bump erupted on his forehead. Jude pu…
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