Just Another Day in the Life of a Body Hopper
JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE LIFE OF A BODY-HOPPER The man sat in his parked car nursing his coffee. It was quite late, and the rain moistened street shimmered under the streetlights. He blew over the top of the cup, trying to cool his beverage down just enough to make it palatable. Even as he did so, his entire focus and attention was on the house just across the way. It wouldn't be long now. He had done his research. After a couple of weeks of observation, and some...