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Chapter 11: The Mists

Chapter 11 of Sleeper Cell Angela led the way to the former Dr. Loveitt's condo. When they arrived Justin jimmied the lock and a couple minutes they found themselves looking into a very posh living room. Justin looked at Angela,... Continue Reading →

Escape (Prose)

I used to live for worlds like Narnia, Used to search for its portals like some search for gold. A secret means to self-discovery. A place to encounter God, see Him, feel Him in a different way, Thinking that perhaps... Continue Reading →

Getaway (microfiction)

Owen hopped out the van beaming from ear to ear; "Here she is! Isn't she a beauty?" Jesse looked at the bright blue van and smothered an oath. "When I said getaway car, this is not what I meant." Welcome... Continue Reading →

The Depths Below (microfiction)

She had only wanted an escape from the day's drudgery. Walking to the waters edge she allowed the wind to push her shawl from her shoulders, exposing her to the wilderness. The moisture-laden breezes felt good to her skin. She... Continue Reading →

Chapter 5: While He Slept 

Chapter Five of Sleeper Cell Angela waited by the bus stop for Justin to turn the corner before following him. The email she'd received from Dr. Loveitt had included a photo of Jason and some  information about him. He'd instructed... Continue Reading →

Chapter 3: Jail Break

Chapter 3 of Sleeper Cell, check out parts 1 and 2 under Around the Bend (The Corner Mysteries) Justin awoke to to find himself strapped between two burly looking men. His head was swimming and it hurt to focus on... Continue Reading →

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