There’s a new excerpt online at the Kickstarter fundraiser page for Delta Green: Through a Glass, Darkly, the novel by Dennis Detwiller.
Moriarity grinned unsteadily, his equilibrium somewhat restored. The natural balance of things had gone askew with Lumsden’s accusation, but it seemed corrected now that the shithead was on the business end of the pistol.
“What would you shoot me with, Tim?” Lumsden idiotically asked. Was he blind as well as crazy? What the—
Moriarity’s eyes bulged.
The gun was gone from his hand. His fingers were still poised as if they held a gun. His calloused index finger was still curled around a non-existent trigger. His arm was foolishly raised from his hip and pointed at Lumsden, as if it could actually do something other than point. His hand felt warm and tingly. Strange, but not hot. In the January air a thin, wispy cloud of steam seemed to flow for a moment from the cup of his palm.
“Oops,” Lumsden laughed.
“What the fuck—” Moriarity whispered, the first hint of fear creeping into his voice.
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