Fangs in the Dark

By T. James Logan

An orphan in a school for troubled boys, thirteen-year-old Jace yearns to find a place he belongs.

When his wrestling coach invites him on the team-building camping trip with several older boys, the Cool Crowd, Jace jumps at the chance. Until one night he's stalked in the forest by ... something. But then he doesn't remember what happened.

And that's only the beginning of the weirdness. He begins to lose stretches of time. Strange dreams and night sweats plague his sleep. And the worst part: no one believes him. Did something terrible happen or didn't it?

And does he really want to know the answer?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bear Paw Publishing
• Release date: Apr 24, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386494935

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FANGS IN THE DARK

BY

T. JAMES LOGAN

Bear Paw Publishing

Denver

Copyright © 2018 by T. James Logan

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This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination, or, if real, used fictitiously.

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Illustration and Cover Design: jim pinto

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Jace’s opponent ducked under his guard, clamped strong arms around both his legs, and drove him onto his back. Takedown. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to get himself pinned.

Base out, Jace! Base out! Don’t let him shoot on you like that! Coach Slade’s voice boomed over the noise of the other wrestlers on their mats, but it was too late.

Docker had quickness for such a big kid, and his weight drove Jace’s breath out of him as he bore him onto the mat. He grappled with Joe Murdock, Docker, almost every practice, and had gotten used to being the grappling dummy. Why Coach Slade kept pairing them in practice, he couldn’t reckon. Docker, a freshman, was undefeated so far this season, at the top of his weight class. Jace was only an eighth-grader, but his gangly height had put him at the bottom of Docker’s weight class.

Slade clapped Docker on the shoulder. Nice takedown.

Docker beamed. Thanks.

But now I’m going to teach Jace how to beat you, all right?

Docker laughed. Yeah, right.

Jace’s ears heated, and Docker’s words echoed in his own brain.

Slade’s hand was like a hard, callused wedge on Jace’s shoulder, steering him aside out of Docker’s earshot. Slade was not a tall man, maybe 5’9", but he was built like a cinder block, with steel-gray eyes, chiseled features, and close-cropped salt-and-pepper curls.

Jace wiped the sweat from his eyes, and felt the eyes of the St. Sebastian’s wrestling team on him, even though most of them were doing grappling drills. As one of the two youngest members of the team, he had more to prove. The older boys were entire truckloads better at this, and so much cooler they weren’t even the same species, guys like Eric and DaShante who caused flocks of girls to flutter like birds.

I can’t beat him, Coach, Jace said.

"I’m here to show