C.O.T.V.H. (Book 1): Creation
“(Book 1): Creation Chapter 9Cort Cort Bishop’s Residence, Lubbock TX.April 9, 1995 3:56am “TOMMY!” Cort yelled out, palming the revolver tucked carefully under his pillow. He cocked the hammer back with his sweaty thumb and frantically scanned over the darkened room. His sweat soaked undershirt and boxers stuck to him, as did his long gray hair. With his left hand, he reached up brushing it out of his eyes. Just barely over the pounding of his heart, he heard the phone threatening to ring of...f the nightstand. Only that had saved him from the nightmare he’d been having.
Relief flooded through him as he scanned over the room one last time again finding nothing. Un-cocking the hammer, he dropped the revolver to his navy blue sheets letting out a long sigh of relief. “Son of a bitch.” He cursed running his fingers through his damp hair. “Tommy . . .”Tom Turner, Cort’s first hunting partner, had been dead for over thirty years, but Cort still dreamed about his demise on almost a nightly basis.MoreLess
Relief flooded through him as he scanned over the room one last time again finding nothing. Un-cocking the hammer, he dropped the revolver to his navy blue sheets letting out a long sigh of relief. “Son of a bitch.” He cursed running his fingers through his damp hair. “Tommy . . .”Tom Turner, Cort’s first hunting partner, had been dead for over thirty years, but Cort still dreamed about his demise on almost a nightly basis.MoreLess
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