Mysteries & Detective Stories
Directly in front of him, leaves rustled and branches parted. Tommy's blood ran cold. What was staring back at him didn't look like an animal. It didn't look human either.
I hated law school, but if I hadn't spent three years of my life there, I wouldn't have known anything about fraud, blackmail or the principle of equity. In other words, I wouldn't have known what I needed to know to save my mother's life.
I noticed a few cockroaches crawling near Jason's skates. He stepped on one of them, popping it like a cherry tomato. Bug juice sprayed.
A single cockroach dropped from the shoulder pads and landed between his skates.