My name is Adrian King, and I'll be your guide to the secret spots of the Windy City.
|If I told you where this Rabbit Hole went, you'd never believe me.|
No? I thought not.
There are some stories that charge a heavy fee to hear. Stories only told around burning trash can fires in the dead of winter on lonely piers, or sleeping in doorways near an old wino who whispers in his sleep. Some tales dance over that fine line between guttersnipe myth and truth-that's-stranger-than-fiction. I've heard stories that would melt the coldest heart, and which would make curly hair go straight if I told them to you on a dark and stormy night. If you want to know more, then stay tuned; I'll be pounding the pavement and taking everyone on adventures they didn't even know were just around the corner.
Oh, I'll also be giving you updates on my books, appearances, and all of that other stuff too. Just in case you were curious.
Until next week everyone! Remember to stay on the right side of Midnight.