They weren’t alone. Shadowed figures swept across the graveyard, too many to count. Flashlights in their hands, beams cutting through the gloom. Thick, shadowy forms moved around headstones and mausoleums with precision. They weren’t trying to hide. They were trying to make it clear that they were in control, and that running would be futile. Of course, that didn’t stop Taylor from trying, screaming drunkenly and kicking up dirt as he scrambled into the darkness. He didn’t make it far.
The life Julie Lippman knew was over when the crack of the first gunshot echoed throughout the graveyard.
About the Author
Duane Swierczynski is the author of several crime thrillers, many of which have been optioned for film, including
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