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Black Days, Chapter 13: “An Enterprising Old Gentleman”
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Go to: Table of Contents “I think the cops are following me,” Hannah said. “Paranoia,” Silas said. “It’s not paranoia if it’s true.” “That’s what every paranoid person says. “Seriously,” she said. “Liz and Tom called the cops and now they got a tail on me.…
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Black Days, Chapter 12: “Meet the Parents”
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Go to: Table of Contents Tom Redding sat up in his bed. He looked over at his alarm clock. It was two in the morning and his doorbell was ringing. He got up and crossed the bedroom, leaving the light off. Somehow, he made his way to the front door.…
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Black Days, Chapter 11: “Crow’s Peak”
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Go to: Table of Contents Silas took Hannah by the hand and together they found a way out of the barrows. They climbed back up the mountain and picked up the path they lost at the gorge. The night grew darker, the moon giving up and finally disappearing from the…
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Black Days, Chapter 10: “The Hills Are Dead”
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Go to: Table of Contents Fortunately for Hannah, they didn’t leave that night. They left the next day. Silas was good to his word and they visited her apartment to get fresh clothes. Her door had been replaced by her irate landlord. Hannah let Silas run interference as she gathered…
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Black Days, Chapter 9: “At the Mountain of Madness”
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Go to: Table of Contents Ozryel is one of the names of the Angel of Death. It is found in Medieval, Hebrew, and Islamic writings. Translated as ‘One Whom God Helps,’ the name can also be rendered as Izrail, Azrin, Azriel, et cetera. Silas tsked and turned the page.…
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Black Days, Chapter 8: “Moonrise Over Marketland”
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Go to: Table of Contents Mei-Ling watched Silas and Hannah. Propped up on one of her lavish cushions, she looked like a queen surveying her subjects. The table before them was laid out with full tea service. She poured herself a cup. Silas and Hannah were required to stand by…
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Black Days, Chapter 7: “It’s Chinatown”
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Go to: Table of Contents “So, who was it?” “I dunno,” Silas said. “The cops let him go before I got out.” “And this is important to us, why?” Hannah asked. “The stuff he was saying, Lucretia. It wasn’t your average drunk talk.” “You spend a…
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Black Days, Chapter 6: “Precinct 451”
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Go to: Table of Contents “Obstruction of Justice? This is a joke, right?” “Do I look like I’m laughing?” Detective Amy Lang wasn’t laughing. Her face seemed set in a permanent scowl. She stood across from Silas in the interrogation room. Her silky, black hair was pulled into…
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