Dead Sure?: A Paranormal Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
14th, 1929 The Next day September 14th, 1929 Charles woke up with a splitting headache, and it wasn’t from drinking too much, like usual. No, this time it was from stress. Ever since his meeting with Angela last night he couldn’t seem to relax. He couldn’t stop contemplating whether he had pushed his luck too far. Then again, he always liked to ride the edge. Life lacked excitement if you always knew what was coming next. Although on the flip side, as he remembered, Angela had always been good to him from the day they had first crossed paths. He was a hard drinker and a heavy gambler; well, not much had changed there. But on the business side, now that was another story. He had been the boss of a small gang. They had made some scores sure enough, however, the money wasn’t flowing fast enough to feed Charles’ habits and addictions. It wasn’t long before he had pushed his gang into some dicey capers. Those bad choices had lost him several men in police shootouts and several others had been pinched.
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