Devil in the Boy: a 99 Cent Horror Story (99c. Horror Stories Book 7)
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Time’s up- the town’s looming ahead but I’ve just seen my first flash of blue. The bullets will fly, busy bees humming across the street. Ahead, a motel carpark and a rundown bar shuffle out of the New Mexico heat haze, and at my back two cop sirens sing to me, blinding my ears with their fury, their ringing-
And out of the haze another car pulls in front, its own lights stirring up the dust, it pulls out of the road, it’s been waiting for me, how kind, how decent, who said southern courtesy is dead, and it sways in the road twenty metres ahead, it slows and I slow, the two behind are catching up, I don’t mind, I don’t mind-
I don’t mind dying today. The devil's hot in me, he needs to bite.
And out of the haze another car pulls in front, its own lights stirring up the dust, it pulls out of the road, it’s been waiting for me, how kind, how decent, who said southern courtesy is dead, and it sways in the road twenty metres ahead, it slows and I slow, the two behind are catching up, I don’t mind, I don’t mind-
I don’t mind dying today. The devil's hot in me, he needs to bite.










