From Pawn To Predator

om they' d given me. Its blue eyes were filled with an i

ad, slithered into my thoughts. It was the kind of

the hillbill

inued unpacking the cheap du

e. This body, this room, this family. You

and folded it carefully, placing i

ur vitality, make you weak. Then, on the 49th day, we swap. I get my body back, and your

with the confidence of a spoiled

dn' t feel fear. Instead, I felt a strange sense of calm. He

Caleb. I walked over and crouche

nd conversational, "back home, we

tural sound. It lunged, cl

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a solid, stinging slap across his wrinkled face that sent him tum

nned. The pure shock in

the door. "Ryan? I heard a

ng and her face tighte

"This cat of yours is stubborn. It tried to scratch

leb, who was still

n charge," I said, my voice ev

argue with the logic, but the coldness in my tone clearly un

before," she whisper

re hatred over her shoulder. He tried t

filthy piece of trash! th

ame had begun, and I had alr