Horror Houses

Vince's ears turned red..."I don't really care if you are getting tired of my questions... There is an eighty-six-year-old lady awaiting an autopsy..."



Richard lit a Marlboro and blew a smoke ring. "Lookin' good... I cleared 1.9 million by not paying any bills... It's such a beautiful scam and it's all legal."



The sound of Scotty Crook's fist slamming down on the walnut desktop sounded like a sonic boom to Hank Hawkins... "I wanted to get this through your thick head..." Hank shivered at the thought of his gambling losses not being covered... Scotty swiveled...looked up at the oil painting of his dad's first oil well... "I've got him... I own him."