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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
David Owen Brooks, one of the mass murderers of twenty-eight or more young boys, died of COVID-19 on May 28, 2020, in a Texas prison. At the time I wrote this book, I did not know he died. The book was written by way of my memories of events that happened in my life and up to the time I met David Brooks.
Just two or three days before Brooks turned himself into the Houston Police Station, he tried to lure me to a party in Pasadena, Texas, by telling me there would be lots of girls and drugs. If I would have accepted Brooks’s offer, I would have died a terrible death, and my daughter would have never been born.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
David Owen Brooks, one of the mass murderers of twenty-eight or more young boys, died of COVID-19 on May 28, 2020, in a Texas prison. At the time I wrote this book, I did not know he died. The book was written by way of my memories of events that happened in my life and up to the time I met David Brooks.
Just two or three days before Brooks turned himself into the Houston Police Station, he tried to lure me to a party in Pasadena, Texas, by telling me there would be lots of girls and drugs. If I would have accepted Brooks’s offer, I would have died a terrible death, and my daughter would have never been born.