The Interrogation The house was yellow, and Isaiah hated the color. Even as he flew forward and slammed into the steering wheel as the car stopped, he thought of how much he hated the color. It was a tepid yellow, and it had grown even weaker from age. Now, it looked more like dirty white. […]
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And a Little Bit of Nausea “Keep his head from knocking into stuff.” Daniel glanced back as he spoke. “Got it,” Jeremiah answered. He held Hosea’s head still with one hand. Careful not to touch any of the vomit, he held Hosea’s body still with the other hand. The car rumbled under
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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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