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Excerpt of Stuff To Spy For by Don Bruns


Stuff #3
Oceanview Publishing
November 2009
On Sale: November 2, 2009
Featuring: James Lessor; Skip Moore
320 pages
ISBN: 1933515228
EAN: 9781933515229
Kindle: B003YFJ6BC
Hardcover / e-Book
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Also by Don Bruns:

Thrill Kill, June 2017
Casting Bones, October 2016
Reel Stuff, December 2013
Hot Stuff, November 2012
Too Much Stuff, December 2011
Don't Sweat the Small Stuff, December 2010
Stuff To Spy For, November 2009
Bahama Burnout, March 2009
Stuff Dreams Are Made Of, September 2008
St. Barts Breakdown, March 2008
Stuff To Die For, September 2007
South Beach Shakedown, September 2006
Jamaica Blue, November 2003
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Barbados Heat, November 2003

Excerpt of Stuff To Spy For by Don Bruns

I ripped the cardboard from the first box, finally making a tear wide enough to pull out the second box. This was the one with the printing on the side. But the envelope inside was what caught my eye first. I yanked it out of the box and shoved it in stuff to spy for my shirt pocket. By now I was ready to put a match to all the paper and cardboard and tape.

I looked up and James was staring at me. “Where did you get the package, Skip?”

“Special D, James. No problem. Confidential to Skip Moore.”

His eyes were wide, and he froze as I took the box knife to the tape that sealed the box.


“What? Can’t you just leave it alone?”

He leaned down, grabbing the box from my hand as my box knife went flying. James started down the hall, package under his arm, running as fast as I’ve ever seen him run. I struggled to my feet, charging after him, hitting my pace and in seconds feeling winded and weak.

“James. Where are you —” Eden Callahan yelled as she jumped back from her post, and Andy Wireman staggered on his ladder as James ran by. Wireman held on as James hit the glass door with his shoulder and plowed on through, racing into the parking lot.

I got to the door as he heaved the box twenty feet in front of him, fell to the ground, and buried his head under his arms.

I stood in the doorway trying to catch my breath. The burning in my lungs wasn’t going away anytime soon. My roommate lay there for at least sixty seconds and I just kept gasping for air, thinking I was probably going to throw up.

I watched him pull himself to his feet, staggering as he walked back to the building. As he got closer I could see him sucking in oxygen. We were a real pair.

Finally he reached the door, and I pushed it open for him, barely able to move the heavy metal and glass. James walked in, leaning against the inside wall, eyes closed and his hand over his heart. I knew exactly how he felt. Finally he slid to the floor, slumping over, and breathing heavily.

Excerpt from Stuff To Spy For by Don Bruns
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