Bruja
Chapter One
Angel pulled his black Plymouth Belvedere GTX convertible to the curb and glanced at the two-story building half a block down on the other side of the deserted two-way street. The neighborhood looked like a war zone, complete with uncertain flickering streetlights and bars over the windows of empty buildings.
"So this is the building, is it?" Doyle leaned forward slightly in the passenger seat.
The building resembled a fireplug squatting between another two-story building on the right and a three-story building on the left. Green letters on white paint spelled AKHURST HARDWARE.
Angel took Cordelia's hastily scribbled note from the pocket of his black trenchcoat and checked the address by the dashboard lights. "Yeah." He put the note away and scanned the building. Plywood covered the windows and someone had painted smiley fac ... read full excerpt from Angel #9: Bruja ebook
