The Werewolf and the Money – 2

I followed Tracy Dent outside. My Mustang was parked behind Liquerotica, and she trailed me as I walked to it. I unlocked the driver's side and frowned at her. She was standing at the passenger side. "Where's your car?" I said, knowing the answer as soon as the words tumbled out into the humid night... Continue Reading →

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5 Cannibals, 1 Werewolf – part one

Billy had been a wreck when he came back from the war, his sobbing sister told me two months after he disappeared, but red snapper stew had saved his life. "What?" I lowered my glass. I wondered if it was some sort of obscure military term. Emily Perkins rubbed a hand across her eyes as... Continue Reading →

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