Foxy On The Run: Book One, Supernatural Bounty Hunters Novellas - Plot & Excerpts
The wallpaper was brown with pink flowers, although most likely it was once cream with red flowers. Maybe back in the ‘70’s when it was new. It was peeling and dark brown wall was peeking out in places. Her fox paced restlessly in her head. Carly was glad the fox was doing it; she didn’t really have the energy to do the pacing herself. She had the news running in the background. She had been due in court that morning but hadn’t shown up. She’d planned to, heck she’d wanted to. She’d wanted to go and set everyone straight about how this was a huge mistake, about how she was innocent, but she’d lost her nerve. Running away had seemed like the better option. It was a sad fact that things had only been getting worse ever since the cops had burst into her bedroom and taken her away. Yes, things had actually gotten worse since she woke up in bed with a corpse, cue shudder. She’d been questioned about Carlton for hours by two stocky, hard looking detectives. How well did she know him?
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