Grisham Camino Series Novels & Stories

Mr Sadistic is still in there. “Jesus Christ, do you seriously have zero faith in me? I wouldn’t take my bike if I thought I would end up killing you, Cam. Now move.” He shoves me again and this time I trip over my doorway and half jog inside to grab whatever coat seems to have the most padding. Clumsy but distracted and thinking only of skidding along the road to certain death and leaving the imprint of my face on the concrete. I try to shake that visual out of my head, but my hands are already clammy and my heart bursting out of my ribcage. I’m not sure I want to get on a motorcycle. I’ve never sat on one in my life and didn’t even know he owned one, let alone rode them.

Soon, I got my answer. In order to get proof about him and Joy as soon as possible, I asked Philip to buy dozens of discreet pinhole cameras so that I could put them in various corners of the house. After days of pretending to be a good husband, Jeremy finally revealed his true colors one night. In the footage, I saw Jeremy sitting on the sofa with a dark expression. “When are you going to get that insurance contract ready? I’m already prepared and can execute the plan whenever I want.” “Patience. You can’t get anything done if you’re impatient, understand? We have to make this perfect, or we’ll get into trouble.”

said Grayson. He had missed her last scheduled appointment. Before last night, when the trio came together intimately, Grayson had grown distant. He had shut those who loved him out. Worse still, he’d lied to them about working late to entertain investors in The Godwin Railroad. Amber and Leo had unraveled his web of lies and tracked him to The Fringe. Grayson was taking stupid, dangerous risks by combing through seedy bars and asking questions. The kind which got a man hurt or worse. He was desperate to find someone who knew something about the men who ran his brother off the road. All other witnesses had turned up dead over the years.

TAWNY I wiped the blood and sweat from my brow in an over-exaggerated movement. I was beaten, tired, overwhelmed, exasperated; as many words, as you can find to explain how broken a will and resolve was - I was it. The sun was peaking over the horizon, the red glow in the sky reflecting the blood that drenched the streets of Cambiador. The aftermath of the carnage I stood amongst, was unimaginable. The streets ran red with blood that was slowly being absorbed by the dry dirt. I looked up to Mason, hoisting yet another body over his shoulder and placing it in the bed of the truck, with the others.

The Grishams started to panic within a few minutes when they couldn’t see any other option in front of them. They were about to call their sir from the hotel room’s landline when the housekeeping informed them about the second letter…. And then…. After a few minutes came the third one….. Now, they have no choice left but to call their sir. Someone has been keeping an eye on their moves and they had no idea…. With shaking hands, Mr. Grisham calls their sir knowing completely well that this call could be traced…. But they have no choice left…..

Rainn Rainn pulled up to the mansion outside of town that he and his brother Liam bought ten years ago. He's exhausted after a night of hunting a group of rogue demons through the city. He was so close to finding them and then the trail went cold. He needed to talk to Liam and see if they had any updates from the team on demon movements in and out of the city. He decided to head for home for a few hours of sleep before he would be back at it again.