Five years later Hektor DuStarke has promised that tonight’s job is big, and we all know what that means. A bunch of his men and women waving their hands desperately, hoping, praying to be called. It’s not just because we get paid well afterwards. It’s because of his lavish feasts after big jobs. I can … Continue reading Her Stolen Voice, Chapter One
As I wrote this late at night, do pardon any spelling or grammar errors, and please enjoy this prologue to my original fantasy Web novel, Her Stolen Voice.