PortGomorrah ⁽⁶⁾

"Fuck it!" I slam my palm down on the power disk, shutting off the screen. "Problem?" Durak called from the room next door. "Fucking paperwork." "Digiwork, mate." "Yeah. No one says that." Except you, I think. You fucking pedant . I flip him the bird…

I love my job. Even if I have to deal with lowlifes, I know I am making Port Gomorrah a better place. I mean, what else do I have to do around here? I'm a vampire and have all the time in the world. I…