Mahone
City of Fox Hollow
March 23,1971
The bullpen was rowdy today. It usually was, but every now and then there would be periods where you could hold actual conversations at normal levels. Mahone had just finished uncuffing a low level gang member, when he heard his name being called.
"Yeah!" He called back over his shoulder, as he shut the cell door. In retaliation for the offense to his pride, a wad of spit landed beside Mahone's shoe. He looked down, then with emphasis, lifted his head to meet his perp. The locked jaw and steady gaze was enough to cause the perp to back up a few steps.
"Mahone!"
"What!" He replied, turning around. Johnny Stavo was standing by the door.
"We've got another one."
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Wrestling the Kraken
Mystery / ThrillerOne evening in 1963 entangles the lives of a certain group of strangers. Eight years later, the circus is in town, but everywhere they've been...death followed. Will the city of Fox Hollow be its last stop? As the serial killer prepares the plan, so...
