Mallory watched as the man died. He wasn’t as old as his haggard face looked, but his 37-year-old body had been broken by the ravages…
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Derrick was about to die. Shrouded in the empty blackness of a vast, subterranean cavern, Derrick Stoneballs – second-storey man and lifelong criminal – clung…
Comments closedJefferson rubbed his brow wearily. This conversation was doing nothing for his headache. “Look, there’s nothing wrong with the ship. It’s a very nice ship.…
Comments closed“A vodka, if you’d be so kind. And some… some of those little sausage things. On sticks.” “Coming right up, ma’am. How was your day?”…
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