Martha looked back and noticed Turner stopped stroking Jesse’s hair. The poor girl was finally asleep, stretched out in the back of the Humvee on top of mounds of supplies. For hours, she’d just stared at her feet, not uttering a sound, even when things got dicey a few times. Breathing a sigh of ...
– Central Standard Time“Should we say something?”Cooper tamped down the last pile of dirt over Walter’s grave with his boot. “I’ve already said the Lord’s Prayer in my head, Mason. Don’t need to speak for words to be heard.”“Did you know them, I mean, like, were you all friends? Or just neighbors...
Benito sat perched on the red-tiled roof of one of many resort condos he owned in Colonia Escalon, watching the teeming nightlife of San Salvador through binoculars. Almost three hours had passed since he unleashed his men on the streets, and he was eager to watch the reactions of users. On the c...