Flesh And Bone Book Novels & Stories

Run. I crawled over to it and pulled the zipper. My hands were shaking so much I had to try three times to get it open. Inside, there were stacks of cash held together by rubber bands. There was a bottle of water, some dry food, and a small blue book. I picked up the book. It was a passport. I opened it and saw my own face staring back at me. But the name underneath wasn't Raine. It wasn't Arthur Rowen, either. It was a name I had never seen before.