Too Cold for Black Widows
by Stefon Mears
Portland, Oregon. A beautiful city, with a dark underside. Few suspect what monsters lie waiting in its shadows. Or its light rail tunnels… Derrick, in his best blue suit. Still clutching a dozen roses. Nursing a freshly shattered heart. Derek, riding on a MAX train to terror. “Too Cold for Black Widows” – a chilling descent into horror at the edge of madness.