The Shoulders of Giants by Jim Cliff5/19/2023 ![]() ![]() Firstly, I couldn’t work out why someone would break into my apartment and start cooking, and secondly, I didn’t think I owned any bacon. ![]() As quietly as I could, I slid out of bed, pulled a pair of jeans on over my boxers, and picked up my Glock.Īs I left my bedroom and started across the hall towards the closed kitchen door, I smelled bacon. The clock on my bedside table read 10:14. The following morning, I woke up to hear noises coming from my kitchen. This is a weekly bloghop hosted by Freda’s Voice. This is a flashback to the first self-published book I can remember buying… Since I’ve been focusing on Self-Published works here this week, I figured I’d use a self-published work for this post, too. Mystery/Detective Fiction/Crime Fiction/Thriller. ![]()
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