COPYCAT SERIES – The Frowning Beggar
The money was real.Heavy. He ducked into an alley and counted it with shaking fingers. Notes. Coins. More than he had earned in weeks of honest labour. He laughed—loud, reckless.…
The money was real.Heavy. He ducked into an alley and counted it with shaking fingers. Notes. Coins. More than he had earned in weeks of honest labour. He laughed—loud, reckless.…
The young man sat beside the beggar. Spread his shirt on the ground. Smiled. Smiled hard, teeth bared, face stretched into what he hoped was gratitude. He nodded at passersby,…
CHAPTER THREE Tunde burst out of the bush like a startled goat. “Holy Ghost fire!!” he screamed as he tore down the street. “I go read sign next time! I…
CHAPTER ONE The street lies quiet – too quiet for trouble. Morning dew cling to the grass like shy visitors refusing to go home. Birds flutter lazily from pole to…
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