I’m planning to release my collection of short stories in the next several months, and I […]
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Dowd parked the truck in front of the hotel as he surveyed the lay of the land. They were still in there; that much he could tell. And, as he got closer, he’d be able to tell more. Like a ship to a beacon, he would be drawn to the enemy, would seek them out and put them to rest. He would smite them, just as the Almighty intended.

— Threads, Chapter 21