Dave Carver (Book 1): Thicker Than Blood - Plot & Excerpts
It’s a hundred-plus acres of water, a giant manmade lake, smack-dab in the middle of Mother Nature’s last stronghold in the center of Manhattan. Krissy and I stood on the track that surrounded the water, leaning against the tall, iron-barred fence that kept prospective swimmers from taking a dip. During the day, the Reservoir track is one of the most popular jogging spots in the city. But during the night —at least this particular night—it was eerily empty. A cold breeze came off the water, sending shivers through my body. Goosebumps prickled on my skin, under the jacket, oblivious to the leather. Waves lapped softly against the rocky shore below. Leafless tree limbs stretched overhead, reaching over the water like skeletal hands. A thick cloud moved slowly in front of the moon, plunging the park into even deeper darkness. Krissy shivered—whether from the cold or the vaguely ominous sense of dread that was impending, I couldn’t say. I opened and closed my hand around the hilt of my sword, but I didn’t draw.
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