He had been in what the prisoners of La Santé simply called the Coffin. It was a crate in which a prisoner would lie on his back and the guards would feed him through holes. Another hole allowed him to relieve himself, and, other than the guards shouting at the prisoner twice a day, there were no...
Sarah watched it with detached curiosity. She’d never been in a neighborhood like this. The community was known as Sugarhouse and was filled with mom-and-pop stores rather than the big chains. Two of the restaurants advertised discounted family nights. As the car stopped i...
Van Helsing came and went. I’m sorry you couldn’t meet him, Arthur. I’ve heard your father is doing better but that his convalescence might take some time. Please let him know my prayers are with him and if you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know. I know my Mormonism has always seemed st...
In high school, rather than going to class, he used to come to the beach and surf. But the atmosphere was far different than what he remembered. There was something darker to it now. There’d been fights and turf disputes when he was younger, but they were usually settled w...
The building and this city had a lot of history. J. Edgar Hoover had roamed these streets, shredding the constitution a little more every day. Gio had no delusions about the organization he worked for. Some of the agents felt the Bureau could do no wrong, but he had seen firsthand that that wasn’...