Taste Of Fear Chapter 9

by Vicky Trivedi in English Fiction Stories

The hues of twilight deepened into dusk as Christy slowed her car approaching the red light of the traffic signal, she hardly noticed the bar on the corner where her car had slowed to halt. The street junction near ...Read Moreseven usually experienced heavier traffic than the rest of the city. A well-attired young man, beer can in hand strode confidently towards her vehicle with measured steps. He wore a dark black shirt and blue jeans, his eyes were bright and large, he could easily be mistaken for a movie star. “Excuse me miss, I am new here, which way Read Less