After Christmas by NT Franklin
After Christmas by NT Franklin Christmas was over, I needed to kill. Christmas didn’t mean anything to me and I had seven days to kill every week. She liked Christmas and He liked that...
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A Woman Alone by Lewis Gibb
A Woman Alone by Lewis Gibb The man in the shadowed jewellery shop doorway hoped the crew he sent would be worth the money he had paid. He watched as, across the street, Jessica...