A steamy, crimefighting, covert team of ex-cons, hackers, police, army, MI6, rogue angels, and undercover soul-stealing misfits navigate complicated family dramas, protecting humans, and avoiding hell warlords. They lie, spy, ignore rules, fall in l...
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AMY'S DEAL
Dear God, I was taken by a bad man, I got away, but the next girl didn't.
If I promise to be a good girl, when I die, can I sit on a cloud for a while,
be invisible, and get the baddies that you and the Police don't get?
Amy Fox, age 4 yrs.
Dear God, thank you for keeping our deal. But WTF...really!
Haven't we got enough to deal with?
I get we're just physics Erthfolk don't understand yet
but if criminals don't play by the rules, then why the hell should we?
What'ya gonna do? Kill me?
I'm already dead.
Amy Fox, age 32 yrs.
(The Deal, by S C Cunningham, Chapters 1 to 30)
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BROMPTON SOUTH POLICE STATION
London, UK
The door to the custody interview suite burst open. The warm stench of cannabis, disinfectant, and rancid carpet hit Detective Constable Tony DeAngelo's face as he stepped into the dark, soundproofed box-room.
He flicked a switch. Harsh fluorescent light bounced off grey walls, worn flooring, and cheap brown office furniture. No windows, no pictures, no comfort in this room. It was a place to confess, to tell lies or remain silent. Soaked heavy in confession and deceit, it'd heard it all.
