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| On one side of the city, a lost boy recalls the day he drowned himself in the bay, yet is somehow alive to tell the tale. On the other side, an determined hooker has a near-fatal run in with a couple of sadist gangsters. She's saved by a mysterious man in black, and the question remains: man or monster? This is the story of an assassin. Gangsters from rival sides of organized crime are dropping dead, and the evidence leads to a mysterious third party instigating this war. The trail of bodies is followed by an intrepid reporter, a clean cop, and a foul-mouthed private eye, all looking for the same person: who is the supernaturally efficient killer? |


CotN - NaNoWriMo PreviewAn exotic woman in her own right, Ophelia was a strange confluence of maternal grace and vampiric seduction, a vixen, lover, and mother all combined into one. Many times while under her care, I sensed the compulsion to lay on her lap like a lost, lonely boy in need of comfort from another. And more times than I deserved, she gave it to me. As well as many other things.CotN - NaNoWriMo Preview
She called me her anomaly; her gentleman and paradox, all rolled into one. While I could never claim I loved her, Ophelia never wished to be loved in that manner, anyway. Still, she managed to make each paramour who shared her bed feel like her one-and-only during
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"The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me."- Howard Roark
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If wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak. - Jayne, Firefly.
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If wishes were horses, we'd all be eating steak. - Jayne, Firefly.
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