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Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story Great. Just…great. Before I can turn and flee for my life, the social worker reemerges from Darhower’s office and stands in front of the guy with one hand on her hip. She looks down at him with clear and obvious frustration. “All right, Marcus. I’m not gonna…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story “Okay.” I feel numb as I trudge up to the second floor. Luckily, my room has an en-suite, and I get to shower without Max banging on the door, harassing me. Once I’m dressed, I go back down to the kitchen, where the table is heaving under…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story He thrusts out his jaw, rubbing a hand over the dark whiskers that are jutting out of his face. “Huh? You don’t like it? Simon and I have a bet. Whoever has the most impressive, manliest beard by the end of the month wins a hundred bucks.”…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story “You know what he did, Kacey. You were there.” Her shoulders are tense, and for a second I see something shift in her-a fleeting shadow of doubt in her otherwise steely eyes. In a split second, it’s gone, though. She opens her mouth, about to speak, but-…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story “You’re not going to tell me your name?” “Maybe if you asked for it properly, like a normal fucking person and not some sergeant major asshole handing out an order, I would tell you.” This earns me a swift bark of laughter. “All right, fine. Please, Oh…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story I close my eyes, thumping the back of my head against the headrest behind me a total of three times before I realize that it actually hurts, and I should stop. Fuck…this…shit. I could go to the library. I could hit up Giacomo’s for a slice and…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story Prologue Grave robbery has never been that high on my to-do list, but tonight, with a frigid Washington wind blowing in off Lake Cushman, I find myself up to my waist in dirt with a shovel in my hand. Weird how life likes to fuck with you…

Filed to story: Brace Face Betty Drama Story “Motherfucker,” I hiss. “I knew it. Couldn’t just leave it for me, could you? Had to make sure I never found it.” Prizing Gary’s fingers open takes work. I don’t even flinch when I feel the snap of his middle finger breaking, though. I actually have to…