Henry Bowers X Patrick Hockstetter Novels & Stories

Henry had two very tall and bulky bodyguards standing right behind him, and that only made him appear even more formidable. “Well, Henry Bowers is Chief of the Police. That means that he’s the head of the police in this country to put it in simple terms,” Rowan explained to me casually. “Oh, I see...” I murmured. "It’s great to meet you. I’m one of George’s close friends. We do a lot of business together," Henry said before showing me a friendly smile. Given that it was George’s wedding, I shouldn’t have been surprised to meet some prominent figures in society. That didn’t mean that I felt comfortable in their presence.

He had been cross examined over and again by the police that morning, and he was irritated to death. "Mr. Sheriff, I've let you know all that I know. On the off chance that there's anything you don't have the foggiest idea, simply ask him. He's additionally a safety officer here. My better half is searching for me. Sorry. Excuse me." His associate strolled directly to Jack and pulled him aside. "Bowen is dead. It's that Philemon Bowen. Did you know he kicked the bucket the previous evening?" "I watched the live transmission the previous evening. It was truly invigorating," Jack answered.

“We would prefer to take you in unharmed, Dr. Stewart, but if you move to infect that woman, I must tell you, the titanium bullet aimed at the back of your head will end you before you even get a chance.” He was convincing. Hamish turned to see at least three Glocks aimed precisely where the agent had told him they would be. He wasn’t getting out of this. He weighed his options as the man continued. “I’m Daniel Bower. I’m the Hunter Leader of California. Now, it is our understanding that you were involved in the incident last night in Shepherdstown, West Virginia. My boss, Cadence Findley, wants to speak with you. If we can get your full cooperation, I assure you, this will go much more smoo