#STOLEN PREY BOOK PRO#

#STOLEN PREY BOOK PRO#

Running through the mist in a faded Bass Pro Shops sweatshirt with cut-off sleeves and gray sweat shorts, he turned up the hill off Mount Curve and eventually slowed and looked through the windows on the Ford Parkway Wells Fargo ATM. He was getting older, with almost as much gray hair as black at his temples, with the beginnings of what would someday be slashing lines beside his mouth, but right now, on this spring day, he could run five miles in a bit less than thirty minutes, even on wet city streets and at home, there were four people who loved him. With all the trouble and struggle and violence he’d seen, the deaths of parents and friends … it’d been pretty good, he thought. They all came up like portraits and landscapes hanging on the wall of his memory, flashes of color in the black-and-white night. Now, as April ended, with the temperatures ballooning into the seventies, there were still mounds of ice at the edges of the larger lots, and they’d still be there on May Day.īut not on the streets-the streets were finally clear.Īs he ran, he thought about everything and anything, about the life he’d led, the children, the snatches of time frozen in his mind: a moment when he’d gotten shot in an alley, and the flash of the man who’d shot him the first sight of a newborn daughter his mother’s face, crabby with an early morning slice of toast in her hand, her image as clear in his mind as it had been twenty-five years earlier, on the day she died…. Most years, the last of the parking lot snow piles would be gone by early April. Lucas Davenport ran through the night, a fine mist cool on his face, the tarmac smooth and reliable under his Nike training shoes. When it began, though, at that one specific moment, he had no phone…. He sometimes felt as though he were caught like a fly in an electronic spiderweb, and anytime anyone, anywhere, had an urge to waste his time, they could reach out and ring his bell. That was the summer of the cast and the cell phones.

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