“What time is it?” “One o'clock.” I nearly spit out some soda. “In the afternoon?” “No. In the morning. Don't let that damn sunlight fool you. It lies.” — Glenn Bullion Copy Share Image
“John didn't ask any questions. He needed something to do, anything, to keep from screaming, and covering the mysterious woman with dead corpses was… — Glenn Bullion Copy Share Image
“What time is it?” “One o'clock.” I nearly spit out some soda. “In the afternoon?” “No. In the morning. Don't let that damn sunlight… — Glenn Bullion Copy Share Image
