Prince of Darkness
Chapter One
Middleburg, Maryland, possessed a population of 9300 and one of the finest small airports one descending passenger had ever seen. For a place
of its size it had a surprising amount of traffic. There were several daily shuttle flights to Washington and New York, and this plane, the Friday
afternoon flight from Washington, had been nearly full.
The passenger in question, a slight, fair-haired man, was the last one off the plane. He stopped at the foot of the ramp and stared across the field,
noting the number of private planes and hangars. The field was miniature, but equipped with all the latest gadgetry; it looked like a rich man's toy. The
setting was equally perfect. Beyond the strips of concrete and the fences a gently rolling country-side had taken on the rich colors of autumn. The
grain fields were stubble n ... read full excerpt from Prince of Darkness ebook
