Category: Chapter 7

Dominic stands upright, hands firmly and visibly raised, head twisted slightly, disfigured ear held attentively high. A moment later, a loud wooden crack accompanies Rose’s strained voice as she yells, “Now!” By the time Dominic has spun around, the black-clad mercenary behind him is bent over and stumbling around, the splintered end of a hefty …

As night wraps itself around the home, a hazy mist settles over the surroundings giving them a surreal and dreamlike quality. In juxtaposition, a focused discussion is taking place inside by the clear light of electric lamps. The tension in the “boathouse” is palpable. In a brief aside it’s decided that the personnel at the …

“I belief it vould haff been some time in nineteen seventy or zo, about a year after vee first met. Arti und me vur discussing ze problems of humanity. You see, vee are both children of ze so-called post-var period, which was of course before Vietnam und all ze rest,” begins Cornelius. “This is why …

Out of the city’s limits, the taxi cabs make their way past ever shorter and sparser buildings that lead to ghostly suburban subdivisions, then finally onto a dusty and uneven country road running between tree-lined farm fields that spill into overgrown ditches. After a few minutes the vehicles make a sharp turn at the end …