He was getting too old for this kind of thing. “Get a move on in there Terry,” he called, glancing toward the makeshift toilet, which was, in reality, nothing more than a depression in the ground surrounded by stained tarpaulins. “Did you fall down the hole?” &...
The tubby kid demanded. “You could have gotten yourselves killed. More to the point, you could have gotten me killed.” “What were we doing?” I replied, incredulous. “What were you doing with a waitress in a cooler?” “That’s Alice.” The kid replied, ...
When they reached the abandoned office block he stopped and waited, flattening his body against the side of a small storage shed lest the subjects of his surveillance glance his way. It had been pure luck that he was here at all. He hadn’t expected Decker to take off on a ...