The Play CHAPTER IV

Tires screeching, rubber burning, two hundred on the dash, fast pace lifestyle. Formula one. The engine roared as he fishtailed away from another crime scene. He avoided another white chalk, yellow tape moment. He was cursed. He was tired, but his eyes were on the road. Seat was up, he was hugging the wheel. Rear-viewingContinue reading “The Play CHAPTER IV”