Late Risers
Martin DeGroot stole a nervous glance at the limousine’s GPS system. As he left the Pennsylvania interstate and headed toward the town of Rumsford, traffic slowed to a crawl, stopping several times in front of him. His craving for a cigarette intensified. He eyed the pack of cigarettes on the seat beside him but knew he’d have to wait.
Friends of the Deceased
Martin DeGroot stole a nervous glance at the limousine’s GPS system. As he left the Pennsylvania interstate and headed toward the town of Rumsford, traffic slowed to a crawl, stopping several times in front of him. His craving for a cigarette intensified. He eyed the pack of cigarettes on the seat beside him but knew he’d have to wait.
The Shelf Life of Angels
Martin DeGroot stole a nervous glance at the limousine’s GPS system. As he left the Pennsylvania interstate and headed toward the town of Rumsford, traffic slowed to a crawl, stopping several times in front of him. His craving for a cigarette intensified. He eyed the pack of cigarettes on the seat beside him but knew he’d have to wait.
Friends of the Deceased
Martin DeGroot stole a nervous glance at the limousine’s GPS system. As he left the Pennsylvania interstate and headed toward the town of Rumsford, traffic slowed to a crawl, stopping several times in front of him. His craving for a cigarette intensified. He eyed the pack of cigarettes on the seat beside him but knew he’d have to wait.
Scream of the Butterfly
Martin DeGroot stole a nervous glance at the limousine’s GPS system. As he left the Pennsylvania interstate and headed toward the town of Rumsford, traffic slowed to a crawl, stopping several times in front of him. His craving for a cigarette intensified. He eyed the pack of cigarettes on the seat beside him but knew he’d have to wait.