Spooky - Parker, Michael C.
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Game plus Eight Bliss of Ignorance Game plus Nine Under ground Detroit-Our ride in the limo back to Michigan was like floating on air. Aside from the occasional stop for gas, the drivers kept the peddle to the metal. I slept through most of the ride. I don't know whether it was the pills Spooky had given me or the fact that I had him as a protector watching over me that gave me such peace of mind. Which ever it was, by the time I had awakened we were back on the street of the Motor City. Spooky had drugged me, for what I can't say, maybe it was to knock me out until we got across the New York…mehr

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Game plus Eight Bliss of Ignorance Game plus Nine Under ground Detroit-Our ride in the limo back to Michigan was like floating on air. Aside from the occasional stop for gas, the drivers kept the peddle to the metal. I slept through most of the ride. I don't know whether it was the pills Spooky had given me or the fact that I had him as a protector watching over me that gave me such peace of mind. Which ever it was, by the time I had awakened we were back on the street of the Motor City. Spooky had drugged me, for what I can't say, maybe it was to knock me out until we got across the New York State limits of the Big Apple or it could have had to do with how I had dealt with Clifford's death and because he believed I could not handle knowing that I had taken another man's life, he took the weight off my shoulder.' I did not know what to believe anymore at that point. Game plus Ten Broken Cuffs Game plus Eleven Fighting To Get Into the Grave THE END!
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Michael Parker was born in Panama City, Florida. Traveled extensively as a (military-brat) over seas and State-side before his family settle into a middle-class neighborhood on Detroit's westside in his early teens. He was quick to give you a polite, warm southern-boy smile although a stranger to the inner-city, was no stranger to adapting to his environment. After dropping out of school against his parents' wishes, he joined the ranks of the street hustlers, thieves, drug dealers, pimps, players and while still in his teens, he later became a member of the Black Syndicate motorcycle club as its Sergeant-of-Arms. His street-degree landed him a double-life sentence in the Michigan department of corrections. In prison he picked back up his schooling, earning his GED, several technology certificates and became a self-taught writer and author of a collection of poems entitled "Wrinkled Pages". Among his fiction book "Spooky", he is also the author of "Till Dope Do Us Part", "Dead Ain't Enough", and "Crossing The Line, Marked In Blood", will be available soon.