< Previous Chapter | First Chapter | Next Chapter >Thanks for reading June Fiction! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Sam dropped a sealed manila folder onto the desk. This was not uncommon, nor was her doing so without uttering a word. Steven rubbed his eyes. In the last few months, he could think of only a few days that had not been marred by a sudden fatigue. So after he tore it open, he could not discern why he was looking at a photograph of a dismembered corpse.
Faster on My Own: Chapter 32
Faster on My Own: Chapter 32
Faster on My Own: Chapter 32
< Previous Chapter | First Chapter | Next Chapter >Thanks for reading June Fiction! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. Sam dropped a sealed manila folder onto the desk. This was not uncommon, nor was her doing so without uttering a word. Steven rubbed his eyes. In the last few months, he could think of only a few days that had not been marred by a sudden fatigue. So after he tore it open, he could not discern why he was looking at a photograph of a dismembered corpse.