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Put Path in the Darkness on your TBR list hereExcerpt: Jessica’s boot crashed into the steel door, forcing it open against the protests of the apartment’s occupant. The man on the other side flailed and lost his balance, hitting the floor hard. She strode through the entrance to his dingy home and he scampered back on his hands and feet like the most awkward of crabs, the expression his face one of total fear.
“Mr. Jameson,” Jessica said. “You’ve not pleased me, not pleased me at all.”
“Agent Keller, don’t kill me…please don’t kill me,” Jameson’s voice quivered.
Whoa, that sure is leaping to a conclusion, Jessica thought as she looked impassively at the cowering man who appeared near tears. She really hated getting information from crying people, especially with all the sobbing and gasping. It took a long time to calm them down and reassure them—only to threaten them again.
It was tedious, but she softened her stance and expression.
“Jameson, are you high? I’m TBI, we don’t just shoot people. We have district attorneys that need a reason for their existence—we hand scum like you over to them.”
His eyes grew wide and he raised his hands. “You can’t do that! They’ll make me talk…and then I’m dead for sure.”
Jessica reached back and swung the door closed, or as closed as it could get after her boot had forced it open. She walked forward and Jameson continued to back away from her.