Happy Six Sentence Sunday everybody!
This week's six are from my completed novel "Thirst". Let me set the scene:-
Carter has found a young man battered and broken in the alley behind the bar he had been drinking in. He had dealt with the attackers in his own way...
Carter slid behind the wheel, his green eyes glittering in the muted glow from the dome light as he closed the door behind him. A small smile lifted his lips as he headed his car toward home. The two men who had robbed and beaten Max and left him for dead had already paid for what they’d done. Glancing up into his rear-view mirror, he parted his lips and ran his tongue down his elongated incisors.
They wouldn’t be hurting anyone ever again, and he wasn't thirsty anymore.
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