Ryan Callaway

Copyright 2008 by Ryan Callaway

Smashwords Edition

Chapter 1

Durrell Pratt glanced down at the car’s clock to see that it was nearly 1 a.m. On an ordinary night he would have been asleep hours ago. Instead he was cruising a practically deserted highway of Leeds City, Erie County. He had been driving for almost an hour and had seen less than fifteen vehicles. No pedestrians on the streets at this time of night. He’d passed a few all night gas stations where workers sat in chairs, some smoking, waiting for customers. Customers that rarely came after midnight.

He realized regardless of the time, he still had a long night ahead of him. One that would turn out to be far from ordinary.

“The love of money is the root of all evil.” The voice replayed in his mind. They were the words of his pastor during a sermon he’d heard weeks ago. He tuned out the other passengers, as well as all distractions outside the car, and reminisced.

“Only when someone is put in a position where money is desperately needed, does the truth of that statement become clear,” the pastor had explained. “There’s nothing wrong with wealth, in and of itself. Nor is there anything inherently evil about money. Yet it is the love, the desire, and the lust for it—which is capable of bringing out the darkness that resides within all of us. The nicest people in the world, in the drop of a hat, can turn into flesh eating, blood sucking, heartless monsters for the sake of financial gain.”

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