I am doing this for many different reasons, such as the fact that I don’t have access to my computer at the moment. But my loss is your gain. I present an excerpt from my current work-in-progress, While Rome Burns.
Daniels cursed under his breath. How had that kid conned him into this? He drew his service pistol and thumbed the release. The clip slid free and he counted the bullets he had left.
Six fucking bullets and at least a baker’s dozen worth of bad guys down the hall. He peaked around the corner of the hallway and saw the stairwell door shut with a click as Nathan disappeared upstairs. Turning back around, he slammed the clip home. What the hell was he going to do? Read more