Four people are drowning their sorrows in a downtown bar. Two robbers choose the wrong place to rob. All hell breaks loose, and that's only the beginning! / (Reviews)
Readers have told me that they enjoy my fond remembrances from my days in Sodom-and-Gomorrah-by-the-Potomac. You might think that I am making this up. All I can say is - believe it... There is nothing here that isn't part of your present day reality. None of the operations, or agencies, their mission, or gear are a figment of my imagination. They all operate exactly as I describe them and they are doing it as we speak. Frankly, I don't know whether to be proud, or terrified... Enjoy!
The Andersons move in to an old Victorian mansion with a plan to restore it to its former glory. A churchgoing mother, father, and eighteen-year-old twins are blind to the centuries old struggle raging inside the house. One by one, the Andersons fall to the power of the mansion as the nightmares that lurk behind every corner seek to erode the family's innocence.
This is a story about loss and how we cope with it. Sorry, but it has very little sex. Somehow the sex parts I wrote didn't work for the story. / (Reviews)