The Reckoning Stones: a Novel of Suspense
“About fifty miles east of Pueblo on State Highway 96, it was suitably isolated, rising from the prairie like a pop-up against the flat pages of a children’s book. With the sun almost directly overhead, it cast no shadow, enhancing the two-dimensional effect. Iris hadn’t known what to expect—the closest she’d ever been to prison was the overnight stay at the Baton Rouge jail when she’d been picked up for shoplifting—but she’d anticipated something more sinister, more Shawshank Redemption, than these rectangular buildings with flags. It looked like a community college campus or the headquarters for a mid-sized, light industrial corporation that got a tax break to locate in this barren county. If the corporation needed double twelve-foot fences topped with concertina wire to keep its employees in.
Only a handful of visitors suffered through the check-in procedures in the small reception area, a space about the size of Iris’s bedroom. They were a motley lot ranging from an octogenaria...n trailing an oxygen tank to a wailing two-year-old.MoreLess
Only a handful of visitors suffered through the check-in procedures in the small reception area, a space about the size of Iris’s bedroom. They were a motley lot ranging from an octogenaria...n trailing an oxygen tank to a wailing two-year-old.MoreLess
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