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Lightning
Lightning
Lightning
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Lightning

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Sanders McGee is a man on the edge. When a lightning storm hits San Diego and his kids are threatened he pulls himself together. As Sanders tragically finds out, however, lightning doesn’t have feelings...or does it?

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Release dateAug 19, 2014
ISBN9781311095589
Lightning
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Greg Strandberg

Greg Strandberg was born and raised in Helena, Montana. He graduated from the University of Montana in 2008 with a BA in History.When the American economy began to collapse Greg quickly moved to China, where he became a slave for the English language industry. After five years of that nonsense he returned to Montana in June, 2013.When not writing his blogs, novels, or web content for others, Greg enjoys reading, hiking, biking, and spending time with his wife and young son.

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    Lightning - Greg Strandberg

    LIGHTNING

    A Sanders McGee Adventure

    Greg Strandberg

    Big Sky Words, Missoula

    Copyright © 2014 by Big Sky Words

    Smashwords Edition, 2015

    Written in the United States of America

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or any information or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

    Connect with Greg Strandberg

    www.bigskywords.com

    Table of Contents

    1 – Morning

    2 – On the Scene

    3 – Off the Point

    4 – The Call

    5 – The Terror

    6 – Gathering Evidence

    7 – A Plea

    8 – Watery Acres

    9 – The Gas Station

    10 – A Sighting

    11 – A Slippery Slide

    12 – Pooling Resources

    13 – Oh No!

    14 – Lightning

    15 – After the Storm

    About the Author

    Preview of Fire

    Map of San Diego, California

    1 – Morning

    Sanders McGee put the rolled-up $2 bill in his nose and got down to business. The cocaine went up his left nostril and then to his head. His eyes went wide and finally the day could get started.

    Yo, Sanders! a voice yelled, banging on the bathroom door. Hurry your ass up – we gotta get rolling.

    Sanders wiped the cocaine residue from the top of the toilet paper dispenser and smeared it on his upper gums. He flushed the toilet for good measure then ran the tap for a second while sniffling. A moment later he opened the door.

    Can’t you do that shit at home?

    Sanders looked at Donny and frowned. Shit ain’t there then.

    Donny frowned further and turned around. C’mon…and don’t forget your badge.

    Sanders was the one frowning this time. He pulled out his San Diego Police Department badge, affixing it firmly on his left breast.

    C’mon, Donny said again, turning back to look over his shoulder, there’s been another lightning strike, this one just a few minutes ago.

    They were walking down the hall and out the door a minute later.

    2 – On the Scene

    What do you make of it? Donny asked, staring down at the charred and blacked body of one Mrs. Sheila Henrickson, an elderly lady that’d by all accounts been doing nothing more than watering her prize-winning tulips…so far at least.

    She was struck by lightning, Sanders said with a sniffle.

    Donny looked up at him, his brow furrowed. You still got that fucking cold?

    Sanders sniffled again and wiped at his nose. Won’t go away, sarge.

    Yeah, Donny said as he looked back down at the charred corpse, your eyes are all fucked up too.

    Sanders raised a brow to that, but said nothing. Instead he turned around to survey the scene. They were in Linda Vista on Osler Street, near the Tecolote Canyon Natural Park. It was a pretty nice neighborhood, but otherwise there was nothing special about it. The houses all had manicured lawns and long driveways and the migrant workers that usually would’ve been tending the grounds were suddenly nowhere to be seen.

    There were four squad cars and a meat wagon and…fuck!

    Captain Meyers, Sanders said, looking down at Donny.

    Donny looked up from where he’d been poking at the charred remains of Mrs. Henrickson with his pen. He

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