Ava Gore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wellington

So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

Africa, Middle East, and India

When Barr digs deeper into the case he finds the lab assistant is actually a dead street whore and the "formula" is a reanimation agent that, with the consumption of human blood, is keeping her .

When I get there, it’s chaos. Water everywhere! I mean, it looked like a scene from a bad disaster movie. I’m talking about soggy chairs, floating papers, the whole shebang. I’m trying to coordinate volunteers, but half of them are just standing around, staring at the mess. Like, hello? We need to move!

Name Release: Fatal Crash, Gore