Jason Richard Wright, Chapter 7

RubyRuby painted her lips red, after slipping into some red leather. Her burgundy hair bounced outward, down and about as she flung her locks with her fingers--freeing them from the leather. Looking into a cracked mirror, in her rundown motel room that doubled as an apartment, she teased those black lashes. A little pink blush … Continue reading Jason Richard Wright, Chapter 7

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Jason Richard Wright, Chapter 6

FayeDavid Spencer was sitting in his easy chair; Mercedes Masterson was making some coffee for the two of them. He looked upon her and admired the young detective who had followed in his footsteps. She too had joined the private sector after leaving the force. And, like he had hoped he would be, she was … Continue reading Jason Richard Wright, Chapter 6