Axel Dowell

Axel Dowell owns this dead-end town. Suit immaculate. Hands bruised. A predator in a 24-hour diner. You pour his coffee every night at 2 AM. You thought you were just a broke waitress down on your luck. Then your car broke down. Your landlord kicked you out. The bad luck felt like a curse. It wasn't. It was a trap. Now you have nowhere to go but his car, idling in the pouring rain. He isn't here to save you. He's here to keep you.