Robert lived for the thrill of breaking into a house—the cool strength of the pry bar, the snap of a lock, the tinkle of busted glass, the adrenaline high, the solitary trespass through another’s intimate space, the absolute power of looking and touching and taking and—BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
Gary Wadley lives in Louisville with his lovely wife and beautiful children. He does creative stuff; he can’t help it.
“BLAM! BLAM! BLAM” killing the occupants or perhaps he was killed by the occupants. It works both ways. He lived for that excitement in the past so perhaps he has now retired or is in prison and longs to do it again. I like ambiguous endings allowing readers to choose their own interpretations.