Chapter 17
Chapter 17
“You must be Powers,”
said one of the unseen gunmen. “How about you and your buddy lay those grease guns down, nice and slow.”
No help for it. Frank and Horace unslung the Steyrs and lowered them to the floor, then rose up again, hands out away from their ...
Chapters
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
24. Chapter 24
25. Chapter 25
26. Chapter 26
27. Chapter 27
28. Chapter 28
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