“He straightened his spine as he strode down the aisle before taking an abrupt left and skipping two at a time down squeaky, wobbly stairs, whistling a version of Mary Had A Little Lamb that he had picked up from one of his victims in December.”
Dakota Carter is playing with a couple of scenes featuring a rather dark and murdery character. Stay tuned for the rest of the story. 😀
Author’s Note: I feel like this excerpt is somehow connected with Body Count- possibly a previous scene? The idea that inspired both this piece and Body Count was meant to become a book, but I’ve struggled to bring all the parts together so far. Let me know what you think of this piece and the book idea in the comments. Enjoy!
He’d been on the run for more than six years with a bounty of $3 million on his head. Accused of thirty six murders and seven counts of credit card fraud, every law enforcement agency in the country knew his name and his face. It’s a wonder he wasn’t behind bars strapped to the electrical chair yet, especially with how many close encounters he’d come across with anyone from the common park ranger to the downright hell-on-wheels U.S. Marshall. But then again, dodging bullets was a talent that…
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