Death Comes . . . excerpt

A vengeful vigilante lurks in the closet, waiting.

Screecht . . . Screeeecchhhttt . . .

His name was Otis Lovejoy and he had been doing this for so long now he could do it with his eyes shut. Since secluding himself in the bedroom closet expecting his quarry to arrive any moment. Time had passed. He knew this even though he couldn’t make out the dials of his…

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