Grit

Part II of III in the #RectorSTseries Grit is a knife in the skull that leaves Carla's prey twitching on the floor. It's too funny of a scene for her to savor the sensual side of this moment. Masochistic murder isn't giving her the release it once was. The body count is stacking. She journeys away from a Colorado mountain side littered with two dead feds who failed their directive: Apprehend Ms. Pugliese. She had to kill them. Had to kill them for her freedom. Now she's headed back to New York; her sights set on two men. Her uncle, Paul Pugliese, the boss. Then there's the only man who Carla's set out to kill & didn't. Frank McGinley. Carla's psyche begins to unravel as she delves deeper into her own grisly killings & pleasure (or lack thereof) in the act. Her grasp on reality gut-shifts her. With a taste for blood still warm on a knife, Carla revels in the dark, more & more. Her recklessness with the knife tears through any flesh that gets close; even her own. Dazed of her sick, haunted past creeping into her mind, Carla struggles to mend a damaged soul while opening more wounds than can be stitched up. Frank & sobriety have become an unlikely pair. He's also paired up with a love interest, Danielle Wieters. The best months of his life come to end as everything about the past begins to resurface. Brogan's death leaves no one between Frank, NYPD & the Securities Exchange Commission. An all-too-obvious paper trail has him pinned, slammed to the ground & in cuffs. Will he accept the offer to make it all go away with the flick of a pen? Will it even matter with Carla on his trail? No one gets a trophy for having grit; the trophy is to survive.