Hey, y’all –
It’s a dark, strange morning in Kitaree.
I haven’t been able to sleep. After Tony disappeared, the rest of my guys and I got assigned to help clear out the courthouse. I can’t wait to tell you all about it. You’re not going to believe a word, even though I swear it’s true.
But here’s the thing:
I just heard something from the other room of my trailer. Something outside my bedroom door.
Something — someone — just said, loud and clear, “Help me out here.”
It wasn’t Tony’s voice.
There’s a baseball bat in the corner. Good solid wood.
It just spoke again: “Help me out here.”
Something’s breathing hard just outside the door.
I’m going to check it out.
