Under the harsh buzz of fluorescent lights, a lonely gas station waits at the edge of the highway. For Jeffrey Willeford, it was supposed to be just another job - counting change, pouring burnt coffee, and watching strangers drift through the night.
But then the watchers came.
First, it was the hooded man, eyes bloodshot, muttering about a black car. Then came the headlights that circled, too slow, too deliberate. And finally, the knocking - against glass, against wood, against the fragile barrier between routine and madness.
As nights bleed together, Jeffrey discovers that the gas station isn't just a stop for the weary. It's a trap. A place that keeps you. A place that never lets you leave.
Burnt Coffee and Gasoline is a haunting, cinematic novel about paranoia, isolation, and the quiet spaces of American life where survival and terror blur into one. Darkly lyrical and unforgettable, it will leave you wondering: what waits under the buzzing lights when the night never ends?