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504 pages, Paperback
First published October 31, 2016
“Shut the hell up. Who the hell do you think you’re talkin’ to, your freak friend, huh, Father?” The last word he literally spit out, spraying the priest with drops of saliva.
Eddie’s body was literally in pieces.
It hadn’t rained all summer, literally.
He was literally doubling over he was laughing so hard.
Women had never been a problem anyway, but after nailing Greymore, they literally threw themselves at him.
Next he stole a glance at his partner in crime—literally.
What if his little sermon had worked, and Jake had gone off half-cocked (literally) to the lake to find the thing himself?
The ground was literally shaking under their feet as rocks rained down.