An exerpt from my story "One For The Road" due to be published next month in Knight Watch Presses anthology "Rhonny Reapers Roadkill Cafe" Enjoy

"Shit!" Jim yelled as he arched his back and reached between his legs, trying to locate the burning cigarette before it burnt a hole in him. He glanced away from the road to look for it. A heart-stopping thud and the sound of glass cracking jolt him back. The safety glass of his windshield cracked and bent in, blood splattered all over it as Jim slammed hard on the brakes, screeching the vehicle to a halt.
With his heart pounding in his throat, Jim tried to look past the spider-cracked windshield, seeing blood in what seemed like buckets, thickly trailing down towards the windshield wipers. "Holy shit!" Jim screamed as he threw the driver's door open and jumped out of the car, tripping over the door frame. He hit the asphalt hard enough to
make him see stars. Fighting his way to his hands and knees, he shook his head in an attempt to clear it. The combination of huge amounts of alcohol and a sudden blow to the head from the asphalt make it almost impossible. Holding the top of his pounding head, he struggled to his feet, swaying in place for a moment. He turned looked at the blood soaked windshield, and then scanned the road around and behind the car. His blood ran cold and a mix of nausea and terror rushed through his body unlike anything he had ever felt. Sprawled out on the road about twenty feet behind his car, was the body of a man, his arms and legs bent into unnatural and impossible angles.