My darker side, an excerpt

I've been working on something different for me. It's kinda gory, bloody, maybe even gross . . . but I'm having a good time playing with it. What do you think?

"Boss. We got one."

From his perch atop the Frost Bank Tower, Canaan Quinn followed the direction of Colonel West Hamblin's gaze to the corner of 4th Street and Guadalupe Avenue thirty-three stories down and four blocks west of their location. Rooftop gravel crunched beneath his boots as he swiveled and crouched.

Dawn was three hours...