Midnight Cargo: Delivering to the Devil's Den

I used to be a food delivery driver in a sleepy Texas border town.

No matter how hard I worked, my fiancée, Chloe, called off our engagement because I couldn't afford the fifty-thousand-dollar wedding and the house down payment her family demanded.

That was when Victoria, a mysterious woman who ran an overnight courier service, came to me. She told me a man needed to have some pride, and asked if I wanted to make some real money with her.

So, I followed her to her warehouse. Every night at midnight, I would drive a beat-up, modified cargo van to a remote, private estate on a hill we called…