Longarm In Hell's Half Acre (2007) - Plot & Excerpts
A knife edge of heavenly flame sliced across the carpet, crept up the side of the bed, then slapped Longarm across the face so hard his eyes popped open like the bullet-blasted hasp on a Wells Fargo strongbox.He grunted, rolled onto his back, then flung an arm over his face in an effort to block out the brain-piercing light. All of a sudden, he realized how quiet the room seemed. He felt around the bed with his free hand, then sat bolt upright. Blazing daylight slapped him again and forced him to squint his way around the haze-filled room. It appeared that Mattie Wayland had vanished, like a wisp of musky smoke.He leaned over the edge of the bed and searched the floor for her clothing—gone. Shoes—gone. Not a stitch of anything feminine to be seen anywhere. Then the realization of what had happened hit him like an anvil dropped from heaven’s front doorstep. He swung his legs off the bed, hopped up, and padded across the room.A quick trip to the dressing table revealed that she’d emptied his wallet.
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