The first chapter of Foreshadowed, reimagined from Lance Hampton's point of view.

Prologue

PAIN…NOT LIKE A HEADACHE or a sore muscle, but true down-to-the-bones, fire and ice kind of pain. For what feels like a long time—too long—it’s the only thing I’m conscious of. Tha...

THE MAN STANDING IN THE kitchen had not been dead long. He had newbie written all over him.

For starters, color clung to him; his hooded sweatshirt was such a vivid red, it looked tangible—as though I could reach out and pinch it between my fingers. I had noticed over t...