The fingers pushed aside a valise, but the soft bag didn’t move much, jammed up between a tote and a hardside Samsonite bag like Moe, Larry, and Curly wedged into a door. The fingers – one truncated, all bloody – twitched as they searched for ingress to the burrow. Ken watched. I can let it happe...
Run DOM#67ALOSTON, COLORADOAD 19997:25 PM MONDAY Tal turned. His thoughts were fuzzy. Can’t think. Can’t concentrate. Can’t think.He knew he held a gun. He knew he had fired it. But he couldn’t remember why. Go into the prison. Use the gun again. Shoot something. What? Don’t know.When th...
But then, never before - not even when Robbie died - had she been so completely in the thrall of a terror that lent fleetness to her flight.She rushed to Kevin and grabbed him, practically swallowed him up in an embrace that lifted him right off his bed. Kevin did not protest, uncharacteristicall...
Jason used the light to carefully throw a pile of files on the seat of his truck, then looked at Hatty, who was getting ready to call it a night as well. "Late night," said Jason, nodding at the football lights. "Cheerleading practice," answered Hat...
Her brother had pulled what was left of his mask from what was left of his face. She almost couldn't stand to look at it: one eye gone, one side of his face pulped and still shining with dozens of ball bearings and metal shards. Tommy's mouth opened and closed, opened and closed, and she knew he ...
Jim saw her face as she darted past. She no longer wore that dead expression, that visage that bore no pity or remorse. She had a visible emotion now: fear. So why was she moving toward Xavier? At first Jim thought she might be going to end his suffering. The man's mouth was split open so wide...