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Another 5
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Another 5
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Another 5

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Dark Fiction

Santa’s little helper tracks a killer.
What does it mean to be the President?
Remember your evil gym teacher? Who was she really?
That crazy little thing called love.
When one killer meets another.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRipley King
Release dateNov 11, 2015
ISBN9781310756689
Another 5
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Ripley King

I'm a storyteller, with many published credits. Now I do my own thing. Have fun.

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    Another 5 - Ripley King

    Another 5 by Ripley King

    Dark Fiction

    Santa’s little helper tracks a killer.

    What does it mean to be the President?

    Remember your evil gym teacher? Who was she really?

    That crazy little thing called love.

    When one killer meets another.

    Stories and Cover Illustration Copyright © 2015 Ripley King. All rights reserved.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, events or locals, is entirely coincidental. The publisher does not have control over, and does not assume any responsibility for author or third party Web sites or their content.

    The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book via the Internet or any other means without the permission of the author is illegal. Please purchase only authorized editions. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.

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    For the little children in all of us. We like to be scared.

    Only ___ Shopping Day(s) Left Until Xmas!

    Christmas. Hates it, I do. Little cheery elves everywhere. I hunts them. I hunts them down and kills them dead. I likes them dead. I needs them dead. All ofs them dead. I don’t gets caught. Perhaps you’d like to hunts with me?

    That evil dark sonofabitch had the gall to smile and wink at me, right before he sent a bolt of magical plasma into the crowd over at Shipping & Receiving. He almost got me, too. I dove behind one of the wrapping machines just as it took out two of the baggers, taking the fresh little thing who worked the mechanism down to the floor with me. My body over hers. I was happy to do it. Cyndie lou was, well, let me just say I wanted her to be sweet on me.

    When I peeked over the rollers a minute later, he or it, that thing was gone, and I had no choice but to stop my investigation into Cyndie lou and help those still alive. My name is Jo. I’m an Elf.

    I flipped open my cell and punched numbers.

    Elf-1-1.

    I need everything you got over at Shipping and Receiving, Jamie, I said. And pronto is the key word. At least four are dead, and . . . seven . . . eight . . . eight wounded. It doesn’t look good. I need Bobbo out here, too. And do me the favor of canceling my appetite. I’m not hungry anymore.

    You got it, Jo.

    Thanks, Jamie. I’m glad you’re there and not here.

    Bubble wrap? Please, anyone, bubble wrap?

    It was a gnome whose guts had spilled out thanks to a ribbon cutter.

    Please, the bubble wrap . . . please . . .

    He was busy, trying to pack up his innards. I think he wanted the bubble wrap to keep his insides, inside.

    Help is on the way, I told him.

    Could you get me the bubble wrap? I don’t want to lose anything.

    Let the Medicos do that when they get here. What’s your name?

    Garvey. I just started today.

    "Well then, Garvey, this is your lucky day. You’re still alive. Here, fold this box over your stomach to keep the dirt out,

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