In the heart of Indianapolis, there existed a unassuming roofer named Jacob “Jake” Reilly, who spent his daylight hours fixing shingles atop numerous residences. Unknown to many, he also kept an urge that pulsed in his heart: the longing to ascend in the illicit world of drugs.Although his legitimate occupation was honest, Jake’s thoughts oft
In the core of Indianapolis, there lived a humble roofer named Jake Reilly, who spent his days fixing leaks atop numerous houses. Unknown to many, he also concealed an urge that beat in his chest: the desire to ascend in the shadowy world of drugs.Although his day job was honest, Jake’s imagination often wandered to nighttime machinations when he
In the core of Indianapolis, there resided a modest roof artisan named Jacob “Jake” Reilly, who allocated his working hours fixing roof tiles atop numerous homes. Unknown to many, he also harbored an urge that thrummed in his heart: the longing to ascend in the shadowy world of dope.Although his day job was upright, Jake’s thoughts often wand