“He only knew that for now, he was compelled. He had to keep moving. Keep hunting. You’re operational, he thought. No more… — Andrew Warren Fear Copy Share Image
“Thank you. Be careful, all right?” “You too,” she said. “And Rebecca … good hunting.” There was a click, and he was gone” — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“Josh started up the engine and drove the jeep down the winding trail. The tall, dark trees receded in his rear view… — Andrew Warren Bad news Copy Share Image
“Caine's pistol barked twice. A cloud of red mist burst from the man's face.” — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“Now, my old friend …” he croaked. He held up his other hand. Blood dripped from his fingers. He painted the crimson… — Andrew Warren Friendship Copy Share Image
“But you, my friend, I am pleased to say you look quite lively for a corpse. My man did some digging to… — Andrew Warren Friendship Copy Share Image
“Ah. Well, I’m not sure we should be discussing such things. Let’s just say it’s a joint effort. I’m sure it has… — Andrew Warren Money Copy Share Image
“As he flew forward, Caine grabbed the man’s necktie and spun him around. He used the strip of fabric to pull his… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“Underneath all this beauty and nature, there’s death and decay,” Bernatto said. “Behind peace, there is war, and blood, and sacrifice. Always.” — Andrew Warren Beauty Copy Share Image
“Before he could stand, he heard a familiar metallic click ring out. It was the slide on his pistol, racking back. A… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“Caine lurched his body upwards and drew his hand from his pocket. His fingers grasped the hilt of his Spyderco knife. In… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
