Family Trade

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Prologue, Page 2

obiwentz

on Jan. 21, 2012

At the corner of Beaumont and Gambon, the hunter stood just out of range of the overhead light. Focusing his gaze down the alleyway, he watched in patience as the monster slid its reptilian-like body down Beaumont. For a brief moment, the man turns his gaze away from the creature, behind him to view the trail down Gambon he’s just followed.
“Beaumont won’t save you now, my friend…” he murmured to himself, as he resumed his march down the dark alley.
From behind a dumpster, some 20 yards away a 2nd pursuer watched the peculiarity of the events unfold, eyes transfixed on the hunter…