One Voice After All
“I gotchu, battle!” That was Richards’ voice. Was it? Perhaps it was only a dream, a stinging hot dream. “I.” That was hardly a sentence. “Got.” Barker tried…
“I gotchu, battle!” That was Richards’ voice. Was it? Perhaps it was only a dream, a stinging hot dream. “I.” That was hardly a sentence. “Got.” Barker tried…
Whether due to the darkness or his self delusion as to his level of control he didn’t see the first blow coming, a wild swing that connected with his left…