Junkie, Junkie Jeremiah, the youngest Fleet brother, turned from his back to his side. The trunk was small and dark, and he groaned as the vehicle went over another bump and a metal hook in the trunk jabbed into his side. Jeremiah swore at the city for its poor road maintenance. He swore at […]
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Chapter Four: Father Figures Daniel gave one last look at the neatly scrawled note from his secretary. He did not throw it out, as was his habit. He instead opened the small top drawer on the right side of his desk, cleared some space, and set it down as if the slightest movement would
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Chapter Three: The Testing of Ezekiel Fleet Part 1 “Hands up!” the man barked. Ezekiel’s hands rose. He stared at the muzzle of the gun. His eyes ran along its gleaming silver barrel. The man’s hands were large. The tips of his fingernails were black. His hands were encrusted with dirt, maybe from
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Chapter Two: Big Jim’s Peanut Butter Bars The milk man’s truck backfired just as it did every morning, and Ezekiel’s eyes popped open. He sat up in bed. He looked out the window. The milk truck backfired again, more quietly as it turned off Ezekiel’s street onto the next. The city was dark. Except
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Chapter One: Russet, Dying Day The car breaks squealed as Hosea pressed the pedal. He turned the wheel and felt the front right tire scrape against the curb. His foot pushed harder. The vehicle gave a slight jerk before it settled. “You seem nervous,” She said. He nodded. He stared out the windshield.
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