“Over Before It Started” by Robert Mangeot
The coyote pups have got bold, come right beside the porch near sundown. Gives me someone to talk to, I suppose.
The coyote pups have got bold, come right beside the porch near sundown. Gives me someone to talk to, I suppose.
Gazing down at the farmhouses in the valley below, feeling the wind whipping against his face, Mr. Hawkins thought: I wonder if I’ll be able to breathe on the way down. . .
Detective Mercer wasn’t all that sure the man he had bound in the trunk of his cruiser was the right guy, but he was sure enough that he’d risk his badge over it . . .