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Twisted Iron (Imperfect Metal Series Book 2)

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ISBN-13: 978-1974681884 | ISBN-10: 1974681882

Published: Rough Road Productions

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DEDICATION

For Daron and Filly - for whom I found my purpose.

PROLOGUE

I stood over the kid, finger on the trigger, waiting for him to decide.

"Live or die, it makes no difference to me." I shouldered the twelve gauge, sighting his head. I knew what it would look like, how it would sound should I pull the trigger. The bits and pieces of blowback I'd wash off. Another memory to be held in the black hole filled with years of blood and death.

How did it come to the point I was threatening a child, a boy no more than eighteen?

The static foam in my head vibrated, emotions trying to come forward. Years of training wouldn't allow it, not when survival was on the line.

All for a house, a piece of property. For my home. The years of history and memories. For a past I had nothing to do with, a man hell bent on revenge for an imagined slight one hundred years ago. For water. For money.

I pulled the trigger.

If the world was going to burn, I was going to feed the flames.

Chapter One

I held the Sig next to my thigh, breathing slow, the grip natural from years of handling weapons. Judging by the weight, the clip held four bullets.