The Twins: A psychological Thriller...Section One of Book One.

The Twins: A psychological Thriller...Section One of Book One.

by R.G.Miller


Publisher R.G.Miller

Published in Mystery & Thrillers/Mystery, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Mystery & Thrillers, Literature & Fiction

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Book Description


Thirteen-year-old Stacey and Jannifer McHill celebrated their birthday amongst family and friends at their parent's lavish home in Shreveport, Louisiana...three years later they were the cause of the largest manhunt in New York City's history...

Detective Isis Willams is assigned to the case. She had engaged in a hunt that will push her beyond the threshold of depression. She's on the hunt for two f the most dangerous, elusive, and youngest serial killers she's ever encountered, and it will take all of her skills as an NYPD detective to catch...THE TWINS.

Sample Chapter

Anthony Jenkins Senior sat at the window inside his first-floor apartment watching his son conduct a drug deal. Damn drugs done messed up the neighborhood, he thought as he stared at his son.

Mr.Jenkins had lived at the Wagner Housing complex on East 120th street for the past thirty-five years. His beloved wife had died while sitting in the very chair that Mr. Jenkin sat in now. She had a heart attack after witnessing her eldest son's murder; he was killed a few feet away from where Mr. Jenkins's youngest son now stood. "Damn drug," he mumbled to himself. Mr. Jenkins watched as two teenage girls approached his son. Crackheads. The trio entered the building. "He's gonna take those girls up to the roof." In the past couple of weeks for people had been thrown from the rooftop of Mr. Jenkins's building. Mr. Jenkins had told his son that if he ever went up to the roof that he would come after him. Forty-five minutes later, Mr. Jenkins grabbed his keys and his cell phone and stormed out of his apartment, he was headed for the roof. At the elevator, the two female crackheads stumbled out. The females said nothing to the old man as they walked passed him. "Damn drugs done messed up everybody,"Mr. Jenkins said as he stepped into the elevator.

The elevator stalled at the eleventh floor, Mr. Jenkins forced the door open and walked the rest of the way. The old man had to step over piles of dried human feces as if he were in a mine field; he mumbled obscenities has he made his way to the top floor. By the door leading to the roof, Mr. Jenkins had to step over a fresh mound of shit. He opened the door calling his son's name. Jenkins noticed his son sitting on a metal chair. He too noticed that the boy's clothes were strewn all around the chair. His son's clothes were all cut up. He called out his boy's name.

He got no answer.

Mr. Jenkins moved closer. A black party hat sat on top of his son's head and there were rolls of empty duct tape spools in front of the chair. "Anthony!"

No answer.

"You hear me callin' you, boy?" As soon as Mr. Jenkins came face to face with his son, the old man's hair turned snow white. He backed away from his son's body.The old man's screams got caught his throat. He ran toward the roof door. Mr. Jenkins heard his ankle pop as he slipped on the very same pile of shit that he maneuvered around only minutes ago. He tumbled down the concrete stairwell, rolling through human filth. His head slammed into the wall at the bottom of the stairwell. A used needle had lodged into his right hand and his left was covered in shit. Mr. Jenkins pulled the needle from his hand. He reached for his cell phone, which had fallen from his shirt pocket and landed in a pool of bloody vomit. He speed dial 9-11. Mr. Anthony Jenkins Senior felt a sharp pain his chest. A voice on the other end of his phone said, "9-11, what's the emergency."


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Author Profile



I was born in Brooklyn N.Y. in 1959. I have four children and three grandchildren. I'm a lover of classic R&B and rock. The Twins: A Psychological Thriller is the first book of a trilogy. The piece took three and a half years to write and believe me when I say that it was a labor of love. I reside in Manhattan and I'm currently working on my fourth novel. It goes to show that it's never too late to reach for your dreams

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