There wasn’t much left: splintered wood and broken glass—Pyrex labware to be precise—made up most of the debris. Scattered on the ground were a few Bunsen burners and a storage cooler with racks of test tubes spilling from it. All of them were empty. I wondered what damage the outsiders might hav...
Yes! Yes! Yes!” Vicki vocalized in rhythm as she lay on her back. A muscular black man lay between her legs, rocking the bed on its frame each time he buried himself inside her. She gripped his meaty arms, her nails biting into his dark skin as she shook her head from side to side. “It feels so g...
Wilkinson and I were parked five houses down from the Becker residence. Solis and Madero were at the opposite end of the street, two houses away, so they still had eyes on his front door. “Our guy is on the move,” he said. “He’s in a black Ford Explorer and should be passing you any second.” “All...