The Time Lord - Dark Fiction - Horror, #2 - E-book - ePub

Barry's life took a bad turn very early and set him on a path to a dark place. This is the story of a journey with terrible consequences for many people, except for Barry. "At last she appeared with a huge head of rust-coloured hair. She was short and trim and healthy-looking but weathered, tired in the eyes, as she glanced at him and shoved her bag in the back seat. She climbed in, clearly suffering in the cold autumn air.
She was harrassed about Sayward, she said. She was sick and tired of being abused, she said. He didn't want to hear any sorry tales about Sayward. He wanted to talk about himself being a certified and bonifide Time Lord. It's according to his birthdate and how it fits in the Mayan Calendar. "And do you know what a Time Lord has to worry about?" "Not a fucking clue." "D-N-A, " he said, with a snigger. They rolled toward the small mid-island city of Campbell River where he looked for the Oceanside Route, a branch of older island highway, to take them south along the Inside Passage.
She continued to share a few choice words about a recent experience in Sayward, kept calling herself a fucking jippo, whatever that is. Said jippos don't take no shit like that. Jippos move along. "And sometimes there's a trail of blood, " she said, and cackled. Barry thought about DNA again. 218 pages