The Stone Man

The stars twinkled in the New Moon sky. The tall, prairie grass that surrounded the old steel factory site swayed in the late-summer breeze. Crickets played a sweet melody as the bats danced their way to the bugs that darted around the light polls that led up to the guard shack. The old Chevy truck’s engine revved up and down and misfired as Eliot, a middle-aged, bald-headed, security guard, drove it to make his hourly drive around the property. He needed to check all four gates to make sure they were locked, and that there were no signs of a break-in… [Read More]

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