New Boss In Town

New Boss In Town

New Boss In Town Joan Grey *** Rowan crawled from under the bed, dragging out the last of Marc’s dirty clothes. Behind him, Marc sniffled, but kept shoving things into the three new duffle bags Rowan had bought. “That’s the last of it.” Rowan looked around the room,...
Death Has No Hold On Us

Death Has No Hold On Us

Death Has No Hold On Us Joan Grey *** The wine tastes odd. Bitter. Johann glances at the glass, but the wine looks normal. Pale gold, reflections of the multicolored lights flashing in the liquid. Narrowing his eyes, he sets the glass down on a nearby table and moves...