“He had shot the man at point-blank range. Directly in the chest. Right next to the other bullet wound. Right through the heart. The man did not fall. His neck went stiff, cocked backward, chin thrust in the air. Then, with a crack of bone that stole a gasp from Nena’s chest, his neck bentContinue reading “Book Quote of the Day”
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