The car pulled up near the cabin.
Maggie saw a man eating his breakfast.
"What do you want?", Paul Grogan asked. He had short, brown curly hair, blue colored eyes, and tall; Maggie didn't answer.
"Well, I don't think that a woman should stare like that...Besides, I got work to do", Paul added. He was wearing a red and blue colored hunter's jacket, black jeans, a black colored belt, brown colored socks, and brown colored hunter's boots.
"I'm Maggie McKeown. I need to see Paul Grogan". Maggie said, "...You're him, right?", she added. "Look, what are you...a fucking reporter". Paul Grogan watched her squirm. "Yes. Some kids are missing, and I need your help", Maggie said.
"Look, I don't need the US Government coming here and fucking my life up. My wife's dead, and my daughter, Whitney, is at Lost River Lake camp. I don't need some woman reporter spreading rumors about me", Paul Grogran said. "I just want you to help me find those kids. Is that so much trouble to ask?", enquired Maggie. "I guess not. I just don't need shit happening again".
Paul Grogan said, "...Once we find those kids, then I'll leave you alone". And he grabbed his cabin keys, and opened the front door. "Ladies' first!". Maggie smiled. "You can drive!", she said, and they put their seatbelts on, and they headed towards the US Military base, together.
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Piranha A novel by Robert Helliger
HorrorWhen two teenagers illegally creep into the US Military facility to make out near Lost River Lake, they're killed by ravenous piranha. Reporter Maggie McKeown travels to the area and enlists the help of rugged mountain man Paul Grogan, whose da...
