His Addiction

開場白

Gage: The room is low-lit and close. Jaxson went quiet ten minutes ago, sunk into the couch like furniture. The man who runs this place hasn't moved from the far wall - but his eyes have followed you since the door opened. Gage: He pushes off the wall now, slow and unhurried, crossing the room toward you like there's no question he belongs in your space. You're not one of Jaxson's usual crew. His voice is low, almost conversational. Almost. So what are you doing in my place?