Bud Hutchins Supernatural Thrillers Book Tour & Giveaway

No rest for the wicked they say.

The answers can only be found in The Castle: A Bud Hutchins Thriller.

The threats are plenty. The stakes are higher. The tasks nigh impossible.

Time to grab your favorite monster-slaying weapon, raise your torch, and storm the Castle walls.

THE ELIXIR:
Maeve moved further into the cemetery and ascended the hilltop towards the mausoleums at the crest. There were trees up there. The
scent grew stronger. She reached the top of the hill and down the path saw a police squad car. Parked. No lights were on. Maeve quickly
dropped on all fours, bounded off the path and used the tombstones for cover as she approached. The squad car’s passenger door and rear
passenger side door were open. Maeve stood back up and examined the car closely. There was an unconscious police officer inside, leaning
on the passenger door. Another officer’s head rested on the steering wheel. Maeve noticed their sidearms were missing. Normal chatter and
codes burst forth from the radio. The rack that usually held a bigger weapon was bent and broken. The shotgun missing.
The source of the odor had to have been here. It was strongest in this area.
A piercing, booming, sound resonated in the cemetery and rattled Maeve’s sensitive ear drums. A bullet smacked up against the front
passenger door, which Maeve stood behind. Another shot hit the window. It cracked. Maeve ducked behind the cover of the door. She waited
to see if another shot would ring out. Nothing. She surmised that the gunman was near the mausoleum closer to the entrance. She bounded
back to the tombstones for cover. Then she saw him–a man dressed in a cream trench coat and a suit that matched the jacket. He wore a
fedora cocked to the left. The man’s face bore a large scar. Al Capone had risen from the dead. The notorious world-famous gangster and
king of Prohibition lived again.