Since someone reminded me we haven’t had a Teaser Tuesday in a while, here are a couple of paragraphs from Texas Gothic:
I stared at the spot on the highway were I would swear–where I would bet four tires, or possibly my whole car if I hadn’t managed to control her swerve–that someone had been standing just an instant before.
Fear crept up my neck with sharp, cold feet. When I say nothing, I mean, nothing. There was no man, there were no other cars, not even a distant house or barn light. I was completely alone.