Episode Two: She Shoots First

(Remy)

So apparently this is a thing now. Recording my thoughts like I’m some true crime podcast waiting to happen.

Name’s Remy. I drive an eighteen-wheeler, sleep like shit, and have a real talent for walking into the worst possible situations at exactly the right time.

Case in point: tonight.

Stopped at a truck stop because my bladder was about to unionize. Women’s bathroom line looked like a hostage situation. So I did what any reasonable person with zero patience and a mild authority problem would do — went into the men’s room.

Mid-pss I hear a guy in a stall doing that breathy prn-actor grunt. You know the one. Like he thinks someone’s handing out awards for enthusiasm. Only problem was there was a kid in there with him. And she was not impressed.

So I intervened.

Quickly. Violently. Effectively.

He won’t be touching anyone ever again. You’re welcome, society.

Anyway.

Now I’m driving with adrenaline still buzzing under my skin and exactly zero food in my system. Which is how I end up in a CiCi’s Pizza surrounded by screaming families and fluorescent lighting strong enough to interrogate a war criminal.

That’s where I meet a man who looks like life already kicked his ass twice today… and a kid who clocks me like they’re running background checks for fun.

I should’ve eaten and left.

Instead I sat down.

Because apparently I make terrible decisions when I’m hungry.

And this one feels like it’s gonna get interesting.

Sydney Feron's Note

This is Episode Two of Killers Don’t Fall in Love, a 100,000-word dark romance thriller ebook.

This story contains morally grey characters, violence, crime, trauma, toxic relationships, and themes of survival, poverty, and obsession. This is not a sweet love story. This is a story about broken people making dangerous choices and finding connection in the worst possible circumstances.

Expect alternating POVs, high emotional stakes, found-family dynamics, and a fast-paced thriller plot that unfolds on back roads, in truck stops, and in places most people try not to look too closely at.

Welcome to the chaos.