Excerpt:
Picking up a watering can, the gardener began to douse some potted geraniums.
"An airline ticket? Where was she getting married?" Al asked.
"Danged if I know. It was all hush-hush. She made me promise I wouldn't tell a soul..."
Before John could finish his sentence, a loud scream cut him off. More animal than human, it pierced the air like a poison tipped dart finding its mark in Al. While the scream still echoed in his ears, it was followed by another sound, a high pitched wail that seemed to go on forever. And before John could speak again, Al had set off toward a wooden structure nearly obscured by pine trees. His long legs pumping, he sprinted further into the property.
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