Your Past Will Find You
Copyright 2016, Steven M. Moore
Part Three
A knock on the kitchen door jerked Rena awake. The half-filled coffee mug went flying. She grabbed the gun.
“Rena, you in there? I wanted to thank you for sending Gadfly’s papers.”
Will Richardson! Or Richard Wills? She put the gun on the table. “Just a minute.”
She hurriedly collected the shards of the coffee cup, wiped up the spill with a paper towel, and trashed it all. When she opened the door, she realized she was hanging...
Published on July 20, 2016 04:00