Genre - Fiction. You are on the page - 502
She was in my hand with half closed eyes, and blood was blowing from mouth.
With the Ruler of the Slums title now dissolved and the Slums under the watchful eye of the Crown, Spec returns to the king in search of his next mission. He wishes to get through all of his missions and finish his contracted time and return to his family with rinsed hands, but the king and life throw curveballs that he isn't ready for. Now, he finds himself dealing with a force that threatens everyone he ever cared for.
Escaping the nuances of a twi-light zone...I sense an awakening inside New Mexican reality....The human condition becoming dire....Star-Children leading the resistance...
A black young man retells his admiration for his most favorite uncle, the most terrifying man he knew, and what he learned from being around him and his criminality.
