Back to Blog
James patterson mouse6/21/2023 ![]() ![]() The cellar was cleanly swept, as he had expected it would be. Just to look around, to learn a few more things about Cross and his family, to fuel his hatred, if that was possible. There were no large windows, but Soneji decided not to take any chances by turning on the lights. It was important to everything that would happen in the very near future. He was in the cellar: The cellar was a clue for those who collected them. Master padlock, but he had the door open in seconds. He carefully made his way to a whitewashed cellar door, which was to one side of the porch, just off the kitchen. Then he disappeared into the thick yews and forsythiaīushes that ran like sentries alongside the front of the house. He finally moved across Fifth Street, being careful to stay in the shadows. Taste the roses, eat Alex Cross's roses-flowers, stems, and thorns. Enjoy every moment-stop and smell the roses, Soneji reminded himself. ![]() Long, purposeless life would soon be at an end. On two occasions he caught sight of Cross's elderly grandmother as she shuffled past one of the downstairs windows. ![]() ![]() On the sunporch, to a Batman and Robin kite stuck in the rain gutter on the roof. His eyes moved slowly from window to window, taking in everything from the crisp, white lace curtains to Cross's old piano He had come here to murder Alex Cross and his family. As Soneji stared across Fifth Street, he slowly bared his teeth in a sneer that could have T HE CROSS house was twenty paces away and the proximity and sight of it made Gary Soneji's skin prickle. ![]()
0 Comments
Read More
Leave a Reply. |