By Richard Laymon
Utilizing historical black magic a deadly, vindictive maniac is made omnipotent by way of his skill to turn into invisible. Raping and murdering his manner round the States, he's biding his time ahead of enjoyable his one hope - to get in spite of the highschool belle who rejected him years before.
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Leo, why don’t you—” “Get another jar from the truck and fill it up. ” Yeah, Leo. Do that. **** I put my Willys into reverse and backed away from the curb, a new jar filled with more sewer gunk and the bony hand parts Leo had fished out sitting next to me on the seat. The way I had it figured, the sludge was - 24 - SCARS ON THE FACE OF GOD what made them bones snap up tight to the glass like they did—like the hand was alive—maybe even made the other muck-solids in there look like the bones had meat on them; that had to be it.
G. BAUER checked the truck’s rear view mirror before I cranked up the engine. Christ. Leo and Raymond. ” Leo called, and with one push on the handles of Raymond’s wheelchair the two of them were at my side window. ” He rubbed his nose again like something had tickled it. “That it does, Leo. Such is the offending nature of sewage. ” “Yep. But don’t you think it smells funny, too? Not just from the, ah, you know, poop? ” His head bobbed in agreement with himself. Leo never cursed, had trouble saying near-curses as well.
Good afternoon, Wump. ” Age had certainly caught up with parts of Mrs. V’s body but it hadn’t stolen all of her beauty. Her hair swept up from her neck and swirled to a curly-cue, mostly all white but with some wide streaks of dark brown. Reminded me of frozen custard from Atlantic City, the twist kind. Her blue eyes were clear above her smooth, fleshy cheeks, with the skin a natural pinkish color that still blushed on occasion. Lately she’d had a tough time of it physically. Was a taller woman once but now stooped so much that each time I saw her it looked like her cane was growing.
Beware by Richard Laymon