Two tall, robe clad figures stood beside the examination table where the dead girl lay.
One was a man with disproportionately broad shoulders and a narrow chin, and the other was an elegant woman with a pleasant face and long fingers that always hovered close to her darkly painted lips.
Edison paused at the doorway to listen to them.
“…findings which would make this improbable to say the least,” muttered the man, his brows furrowed. (more…)
Edison waited impatiently as the minute hand of the wall clock declared only half an hour had passed since he made the call. He weighed his options in his mind and tried to come up with a back up plan that didn’t depend so heavily on Jeremy Hayde’s whimsy. He was unpredictable, as Edison knew only too well, and he could refuse to play along.
“Mr Gage,” said one of the technicians, walking up to him with a phone in her hand. “The Director wants to speak to you.” (more…)
Every monster knows that it is a monster to its prey, and all prey know that they are food for the monsters. There is little room for conscience or hesitation at the moment of the fatal blow.
And yet Emma found herself frozen in a few never ending seconds of doubt and guilt, as her clawed fingers raced down towards the girl’s throat.
Her victim’s eyes widened. Disbelief and fear washed over them.
Emma’s own looked back, wild with indecision and inevitability.
Then the razor sharpness of those inhuman fingers flashed against the soft flesh of the girl’s jugular and Emma’s vision was painted in red.
The phone rang, loud and jarring in the quiet of the plush office. (more…)
On a secondary blog I’ve started this new project. A sort of 60 books in 60 days kind of thing.
Only in this case I have no deadline, only a very long list of books to finish. This list is compiled of hardbacks and paperbacks that many people have told me are the best English Literature has to offer. I some times think I might like to study literature, but I’m pretty sure that my current finished pile of romance novels and urban fantasy pot boilers wont recommend me to any university. So (with a shrug and a lot of scepticism) I embark upon this…erm, paper walk?
Anyway, I just started with an old classic – Moby Dick. If anyone wishes they can keep abreast of my progress here – http://tallclaims.wordpress.com/