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Loralee, Chapter Twelve, Cold, Hard, Cash

Loralee, The Dimestore Novella Chapter Twelve, Cold, Hard, Cash Originally published on December 5, 2012   โ€œYou handled that like shit, Hardy.โ€ Nevelle rubbed at his wrists and then stopped himself. Theyโ€™d kept him handcuffed long enough that he was contemplating escape. โ€œWhat would you like me to do?โ€ Hardy Pattershawโ€™s face narrowed to a… Continue reading Loralee, Chapter Twelve, Cold, Hard, Cash

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Loralee, Chapter Eleven, That Wears the Crown

Loralee, The Dimestore Novella Chapter Eleven, That Wears the Crown Originally published on September 6, 2012   The smell was enough that anyone driving by with their windows open or their air conditioner on would have noticed. Nevelleโ€™s eyes seemed to glow in the dark as he glared at McCoy. It was never supposed to… Continue reading Loralee, Chapter Eleven, That Wears the Crown

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Loralee, Chapter Ten, Real Estate

Loralee: The Dimestore Novella Chapter Ten, Real Estate Originally published on June 30, 2012   โ€œHenry, I donโ€™t think I can take it anymore.โ€ Loralee was sitting on the bed, slumped. She eased herself to the floor, back against the mattresses. โ€œGet off the floor, Loralee.โ€ Henry had had about enough. โ€œIt isnโ€™t as far… Continue reading Loralee, Chapter Ten, Real Estate

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Loralee, Chapter Eight, Luxury

Loralee: The Dimestore Novella Chapter Eight, Luxury Originally published on May 20, 2012   โ€œMalcolm's arraignment is set for Monday morning. Donโ€™t expect them to release him.โ€ Hardy Pattershaw sat down at the head of the conference table in Loralee and Henryโ€™s suite. He opened his briefcase. โ€œHardy, I donโ€™t understand why. They have no… Continue reading Loralee, Chapter Eight, Luxury

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Loralee, Chapter Seven, Buffalo Nickel

Loralee:The Dimestore Novella Chapter Seven, Buffalo Nickel Originally published on April 29, 2012   James Nevelle stood six-foot-five. Reed thin, he was what they called, โ€œA long drink of water.โ€ Perfectly silver foxed at the temples, his otherwise black hair combed back to a razor straight line an inch above his collar. His tanned face… Continue reading Loralee, Chapter Seven, Buffalo Nickel