Trey Romaguera

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she asked. “I hear it was torn down.” She scratched her fingernail on the car seat nervously. “Is that true?” “Yes. Well, they started to,” Clay said slowly. “We went through the whole place, clearing everything out. It was a funny thing; we couldn’t find the body of that guard, Dave.” He paused and looked directly at Charlie, as though expecting her to answer for something. Charlie felt the warmth drain from her face. He’s dead. I saw him die. She closed her eyes for a moment and forced herself to focus. “That place was like a maze, though.” Clay turned his eyes casually back to the road. ...more
The Twisted Ones
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