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The Ghost Of Normal T. Bass
Revenge On A Cold Winter Night
It’s a cold foggy mid-February evening. Kade and Bubba are driving their uncle’s Buick. They have an unruly passenger in the trunk. He is kicking the back seat and you can just hear his muffled cries.
The cousins kidnapped the Lake Lure City Councilman, far from his palatial estate on the lake. He’s been slumming with his 18-year-old concubine at the Trailer Park off Whitesides Road.
He was the conductor who orchestrated the near-death beating Kade had sustained nearly two months ago.
“Bubba, I kinda feel bad for the old man.”
“Why, the prick didn’t show you any sympathy when he had his goons damage your million-dollar knees. Man, we were all ready to go to France and ball out. I ain’t never had no French punanny. That asshole is gonna pay for what they did to you and our dream.”
“I feel you, my brother. These dudes are so easy to find. They are creatures of habit.” Kade said.
Earlier they had tracked down, found, and drowned the good Reverend. He was Kade’s chocolate queen, Amber’s dad. The Wells of Ledbetter Road tells no tales. However, the plan for the Councilman is risky and brazen.
The fellas pull up to the Spindale House. It’s the center of the sleepy town with…
