Midnight Ash (A Blushing Death Novel) - Plot & Excerpts
I’d only considered doing something constructive to make myself feel like I was helping. Too late now. We spent the drive from Columbus to Pittsburgh in complete and utter silence. An uncomfortable silence. The only time we spoke to each other was when I apologized for reaching for the radio knob at the same time he did and jerked my hand back. I’d only brought two bags with me, one for clothes and the other for weapons. When he opened the trunk and threw my bag inside, he’d grumbled to himself about why women couldn’t pack light. I didn’t bother to show him what was in the other bag as I placed the weapons in the trunk. I wore my Smith & Wesson 1911 in the shoulder holster under my arm. I’d packed a shotgun with silver buckshot, a crossbow, and plenty of stakes. I had my bowie knife stashed in the sheath inside my black knee-high motorcycle boots with a steel toe. I’d packed several liter bottles of holy water and silver-threaded rope in that second bag.
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