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Another portion of the rewrite…A Hot Day Down South…unedited…
Konan came out of his sleep to the tune of his phone buzzing. Sleepily, he patted the bed to find it. He cracked one eye open and picked it up. It was Ashley Wilkinson. “Come to the lab, I have something to show you.” Konan showered, dressed, and made him a cup of coffee in his favorite…
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A Hot Day Down South…the rewrite goes on…unedited…
An hour later, Tomas entered the records cage. He seemed worn out, if not a bit frazzled. He ran a hand through his salt and pepper hair and sat on a box of records that was piled on the floor. “We had to get a doctor called in to sedate her. She’s passed out in…
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A Hot Day Down South…Another portion of the rewrite…unedited…
He stopped by a white board and pored over the menus of different restaurants in the area. Konan selected a Korean restaurant and ordered Kimchi. Thirty minutes later, he walked into Records munching on a Spring Roll. The telephone was ringing. Konan picked up the receiver. “Yeah,” he said around a mouthful of spring roll. “Both perps are…
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A Hot Day Down South…The Rewrite continues…unedited…
“Chief Janko would like a word with you before you return home.” “Why? What does he want?” “I don’t know. I was told to pass the message onto you. You’re to see him and Mayor Smith prior to you leaving.” “Fine. Can you spare an officer to take me there?” “I’ll take you. Come on,…
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The conclusion of Rough Love…unedited…
Walter and Chief White stopped in the parking lot of Widow’s Point. A rotting plank walkway led deeper into the swamps, between tall cedar trees, swamp moss, and various wildlife. Picnic tables were scattered throughout the swamp for families out enjoying their holiday jaunt. Memories washed over Walter’s mind. In the soft breeze he could…
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Rough Love…new writing, unedited…
Roy’s rage grew to even greater heights, but he had no doubts the madam would end him right here in the foyer. His rage still needed an outlet, so he forced a tight smile at her, and said, “Is Wendy available?” “She is not. Someone else?” “Lisa,” he said, as a dark scowl crossed over…
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Rough Love…new writing, unedited…incomplete…
Roy Darnell Carver was fit to be tied. All my hard work, all the money I’ve spent, and these nincompoops can’t keep one snooping woman from digging up my secrets. I’ll deal with her myself, and I’ll feed her to the gators-just like all the other women who dared to stand against me. He stormed…
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Rough Love…today’s writing…unedited…
The files detailed back-room business deals, favors, and other illegal doings, but nothing pointed a finger at Roy Darnell Carver specifically. Walter felt his anger rising. It’s always the same thing. He’s complicit in the crimes, but there’s no evidence he pulled the trigger or set the wheel in motion. It’s as if every single…
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Rough Love…fresh writing, unedited, incomplete…
Janie dropped the conversation. Walter had engaged in her desire to know him better, and that was enough for her. He was an unusual man, but he seemed to know his place in the world. Walter’s a shadow winding silently through life, carefully avoiding leaving so much of a footprint for those unaware of his existence.…
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Rough Love…new writing, unedited…
Roy would not have his sins revisited by no one. He had paid out too much money to keep his past hidden, had threatened, cajoled, and ridiculed the town into silence. His past would not return to haunt him, and if it did, he’d bury the busybody in the swamp with the rest of his…
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