Nancy parked in front of the nondescript house and got out. Striding toward the house, she was met by one of her men at the front door. “Is he in there?” she asked. He nodded. “He ain’t talking, though.” “He will,” she said, walking past him and into the house. The interior of the house …
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Nancy was pacing the floor, trying to gather her thoughts. The police had called to say that Malcolm had been killed by some type of long-range rifle, but had not been more specific than that. As a minor crime lord, she already had an idea of what type of weapon had been used. She had …
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Vlad stood outside Kathryn’s house, a quaint little…hovel. He shuddered in disgust. Why anyone would live in a disgusting place like this? His mansion was a hundred times better than this shack. Perhaps he could persuade her to move in with him at some point. Slow down, old boy, he chided himself, you’re getting ahead …
“Mom!” Malcolm yelled. “I’m going out for a while!” “You don’t have to yell,” Nancy chided him. “I’m only in the next room, not the house next door. “Sorry,” he replied. “Where are you going?” “Just out with some friends.” “Who? That gang you used to hang around with in school?” “Maybe.” “Worthless, the lot …
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Grayson was relaxing downstairs when his phone buzzed. “Yes, Regina?” “Mr. Latham, there’s a gentleman on the phone that would like to talk to you about suing someone.” “Did he say who?” “No, sir. He said he would only discuss it with you.” “Go ahead and put him through.” “Yes, sir.” There was a clicking …
Vlad and Lilith met at the Blue Velvet. Lilith got them a table while Vlad went to the bar and ordered two Plasma Janes. Placing the drinks on the table, he sat down and looked at her. “Well? Why are we meeting here instead of at my mansion?” “Because your mansion is dull and dreary, …
Nancy paced the sidewalk outside a little house in Willow Creek. She had purchased the house a year or so ago for situations like the one she was dealing with today. After they rescued the unknown man from the Strangerville Lab, they had brought him here. He was so weak that Nancy had to help …
Nancy checked over the supplies in the backpack again to make sure she had everything. Satisfied she was sufficiently prepared, she went to her bathroom and put on her black wig. “What are you up to?” her husband Gregory asked her. He was standing in the doorway looking at her. “What’s with the wig?” “Surprise …
Maverick went home with more questions than answers after his conversation with the Landgraabs. He wondered if Gregory, Nancy’s husband and one of Maverick’s co-workers, knew what his wife and son were up to. There was no way he didn’t know. But that was something he would have to ask his boss. He found Cleo …
Ericka looked at the young girl standing on her porch. Her raven hair was pulled back from her face, and her piercing blue eyes stared at Ericka, pleading for answers. “I was told that I could find Deidre Kirkpatrick here,” the girl said. “I’m afraid that whoever told you that was sadly mistaken,” Ericka said, …
The Uprising 