Garrett - Occult Bounty Hunter #5
Night couldn’t come soon enough for Garrett. He was sick and tired of Rollins’ idiot goons staring at his Johnson as he hung naked from the wall. Christ, he’d kill for a smoke and a pull from a bottle of White Label.
He’d probably have to.
The cult was getting raucous outside. Through the cottage window Garrett saw Rollins all dolled up in fancy robes. A huge bonfire had been erected and doused generously with gas. It didn’t take a fucking rocket surgeon to work out who was going to be the darling angel on top of the Christmas tree…
Horrorshow over 8 years ago
Thank you, Chloe. That was one of my main reasons for composing this series; to act as a change of pace from some of the themes I'd been writing about in July/August. I appreciate your encouragement. :-)
Neil Murton over 8 years ago
About time these showed up again :P Looking forward to the rest.
Horrorshow over 8 years ago
Thanks for reading and commenting, Drew and Neil. :-)