Raymond onto his back.”My brother must be turning over in his
grave knowing his namesake is a faggot.”
“No. XXNX White said taking a seat at the table. Brendan didn’t want to see this. “I was in county lockup. You can’t sit him next to me.” Brendan meant for it to be a plea but it sounded more like
a commmand. “It’s better you do it while you
still have some bargaining power. I was clinically dead for fifteen minutes. “That old man didn’t have to die!” Brendan could smell Juicy Fruit.The detective
had a thick wad of it in his jaw like it was chaw. It’s not that. They’re Ekhalu, a hybrid race of humans and angels, or aliens, what ever you
want to believe. Raymond out of the room. “Don’t think you’re off the hook, punk!” Det.




















