Sneak Peek At My Next Novel, “Death Lover”

Fortunately, mosquitos hadn’t returned yet. We had a week at most before they swarmed and drove everyone mad. Cruising along the canal in our power boat, a hundred yards in I spotted a skull on an embankment. Retrieving it required a tough scramble. The steep slope was created when the Army Corps of Engineers dug the channel. I lifted a mature adult skull. Yorik it was not. The sutures were closed, three worn intact teeth remained. Not a youngster for sure.