One lighted window shined in the mass of darkness of the industrial park. The dashboard…
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“I didn’t call any plumbers,” Louis barked at us through the tiny slit made by…
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Indistinct shapes danced in the windows as the stolen Toyota’s speedometer twitched toward ninety. Small…
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Boyd and I got the call on the radio sometime around mid-afternoon. Apparently, Jed and…
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Cooking fires smoldered, bull frogs croaked and the occasional dog barked as me and Green…
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It was too god damned hot as I pulled into a dusty Wal-Mart parking lot…
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