IN HIS OWN IMAGE

BLOOD IS NOT THICKER THAN WATER. Not when your father is also your master. Percival Bishop was born a slave. He was taught to think, to pray and dream, to regard the possible and impossible like a slave. To escape, he must not only elude his father, but he must also break that slave apart and make himself anew. Into a man. In his own image.

…AND THEN HE SHOT HIS COUSIN

Stacey wants to trust someone. Even more than that, he wants to love someone. But, he is only surrounded by people who call themselves family. People who say they love him. People who would use love as a weapon against him. So when his cousin Justice presents him with a deadly proposition, the choice ought to be simple for Stacey: his life over Justice’s.

But, death is never simple. All Stacey ever wanted was love, family, and friendship. Now, to save his own life, he may have to forfeit all three. Aiming his gun, he wrestles with light and darkness. And then…

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