To Kill More Flies: A Project Nartana Case #9

By Kimberly Vogel

Escaped from prison, Minotaur searches for a way home. The only thing that he can think of is to find his sister. When he was younger she always made things better. He needs that comfort again. He might not get it as the police and even Agent Kirabo are sent to bring him back to prison.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 26, 2015
• ISBN: 9781329050105

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To Kill More Flies: A Project Nartana Case #9

To Kill More Flies: A Project Nartana Case #9

Copyright

Copyright © 2015 by Kimberly Vogel.

ISBN eBook 978-1-329-05010-5

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Acknowledgements

I want to thank my family and friends for supporting me.

Without you, I don’t know where I would be.

Case 9 – To Kill More Flies

He went that way!

A young man pressed his large frame against the side of a nearby building. Ducking down, he stretched his hands across the rough stone surface. The bid for freedom had been too good to ignore. Now he regretted his decision. To stay out of prison he had to stay ahead of the police. In a contained area that wasn’t easy.

Quick, go down that way.

Sliding across the wall, he lowered himself into the alleyway. There were few places that he could take shelter within. All that he could hope for was to find some place safe to hide inside indefinitely. For that he would need help. With his blue eyes searching for an escape route, the young man wove through the narrow passage.

What are you doing? You can’t miss the man. He’s huge!

Fighting back a chuckle, the young man dropped his hulking frame down to the ground. On his belly he pulled his pale frame through the sand that covered the city streets. With a lower profile he managed to evade his pursuers.

Of the four quadrants in Central City, the part he was in was the desert of South Side. The pure sand was to the southeast. That was where the prison he escaped from was located. To keep the offenders away from the populace the prison was put into the underground.

The young man pulled himself to a junk pile. There wasn’t much in his size, but he found a pair of brown jeans. Tearing the tattered fabric at the knees, he pulled them on in place of his prison uniform. In his new clothes he scrambled through discarded boxes, crates, and bags. The only place he knew to go for help was home.

To the northwest in the heart of Central City, Kirabo stared at the file of the escaped prisoner. He was seated in the lounge towards the front of his and his brothers’ penthouse suite. Barely glancing at the elevator as his older brother exited, the second born son read aloud, Minotaur… He got into some nasty fights. With a name like that it’s not surprising. I wonder…

Shaking his head, Kirabo