Up and Down The Evergreen
by Trellie James Jeffers
“We are in it,” Billy announced, fear audible in his voice. Greene’s eyes went pass Billy, searching around the room as if he anticipated danger. His eyes focused upon an enclosed compartment. He threw back the enclosure and went in. Billy followed closely behind.
Greene walked over to a blood-covered sheet where a middle-aged white man lay, his blue face covered with dried blood. . .