Rivers of Blood Chapter 2: Hazel (Original Fiction)
Read the first chapter here “I’m not sure what to call it… intuition might be close, or maybe it’s more of a wild guess. I suppose, if a wild guess, and I mean totally wild, based on nothing but first impressions is consistently correct, I guess it becomes a sort of skill… or talent. Something like that.” Eric Williams raised his eyebrow at his companion’s dubious claims. Raising the straw to his lips, he took a long sip from his frozen latte with his right hand while raising up his other hand to signal that he had something to say. Half-closed, jade-green eyes stared back at him. A sly smile formed on her lips in amusement. “Ahh… that was good,” placing his 20% finished latte quickly onto the glass table between them, he continued, “but anyway, Sheena, you mean to tell me that’s all there is to it? No fancy techniques? 101 rules for profiling a suspect or anything like that?” Sheena Baker bit her lips stifling a smile. “No, of course the basics are important. There are ple