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James Swithinski: Enabler of Death, Part II
Just an hour later after James had murdered the old man in the alleyway, he was pulling up to the Church of New Light. The sky overhead was cloudy and dark, the rumble of thunder in the distance threatening more rain.
An Interview with a 107 Year-Old Cowboy Vampire Detective
It was the middle of June, in 2006, and Hank Jasper almost didn't hear the Little Rock Police chief call his name. He obviously did, but for the first time in a while he had to actually turn his head to look at Jennifer Cole, the forty-three year old woman with blonde hair that she always had in a braid; the one that always hung over her left shoulder.
James Swithinski: Enabler of Death
With a deep breath, James Swithinski left the wall he had been leaning on. It was dark outside, and James reached up to take his cigarette from his mouth. That was one of the few lights that shone in the alleyway the young man stood in.
Legacy of the Sea: Chapter One, part two.
“Bah,” I threw my hand at Martin now and walked away from him some, my boots tapping the metal deck of the Queen’s Hand. Martin motioned at one of my men to lower the boat, and he slowly sank from view. I walked over to stand beside Giles Derrick, and my second officer Drake Anthony.
Legacy of the Sea: Chapter One, Part One
“That went better than I expected.” “Are you saying you didn’t think I could do it?” turning, I glanced at Martin. “I’m not saying that,” the man said. His weathered face wrinkled as he smirked at me, and his white hair was tugged playfully by the light breeze.