Even in the dark he recognized the place, a yellow brick mansion sitting prominently on Lowry Hill and right on the edge of downtown. The house, just up the hill and a few blocks west of the Walker Art Center and the Guthrie Theater, was one of the few gated residences within the city limits. Had...
Oh, this scared him. Thinking back on everything he’d read, Elliot knew this wasn’t good. Tina had been in the bathroom since Matthew had left, and he knew there was nothing left to come out of her except her insides. And that was exactly what seemed to be happening. If they weren’t precisely whe...
In the rather tattered living room of his second-floor apartment, he sat quite still in an old red leather chair that had once belonged to his grandfather. Right at the top of the show came Todd, of course, then a few more comments by the anchor, followed by the general news, weather—a Minnesota ...
He checked the address they'd been given at the hospital personnel department and looked up at the small gray house, which was clearly falling apart. “This is the place, but Zeb's not here,” he said to Rawlins, who sat in the passenger seat. “And what makes you say that?” “Look at the snow. No on...