"Okay, so hear me out. What if my dad wasn't the victim of a hit and run?" Alex is a bit batshit. His friends know this. Everyone in his hometown does, actually. Even he knows it. But this- He just can't let go. Stuck on an island off the coast of Connecticut, he's lived his whole life in a bottle- His mom, a successful businesswoman, never cared too much for love or motherly instinct. His father, her opposite, was rammed off the edge of a cliff and onto the forest floor in a hit and run. He, quite frankly, thinks that's total bullshit. Unable to let go of the past, Alex Crawford is a teenager built from trauma. He's also got access to a very generous credit line and way too much free time. So, with the help of his friends, he sets off to uncover what he believes to be the truth about his father's dead- Potentially, at the cost of more than he knows. Follow this dumbass and his companions as they face off against Czechoslovakian hired guns, a crazy weed dealer named Randy, and the demons of a buried past. //Note: This series is a WIP and will likely not be updated consistently or frequently. Regardless, I'm glad if you follow it. I'm uploading on two platforms: Here, and a site called Archive of Our Own, a site mainly dedicated to fanfictions, at https://archiveofourown.org/users/PilotFlux. AO3 will probably be the priority upload, so check that out first.