AN ARMED MAN APPROACHES FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF AN UNLOCKED DOOR.
Steve and Sonia grab the door handle to hold off their attacker, but both know they will likely die in the next minute. As if to send home the fear, they hear gunshots and an approaching van.
They are trapped, surrounded, and outgunned. Will they escape?
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Sneak Peek:
I looked into Sonia’s eyes, and even though I could see her fear easily enough, there was determination as well.
We were gonna get through this alive.
Somehow.
I had no idea how, but I wasn’t going to quit.
I nodded, trying to convey confidence despite the fact I felt nothing like it. She leaned forward and gave me a quick peck.
“It’s gonna be okay,” she mouthed to me.
“We’ll make sure of it,” I whispered back.
I no longer gasped for breath, a small mercy, considering everything happening outside the door.
There was another footstep, a man yelled. Unlike the other times, I recognized that he spoke a foreign language.
I would pay a lot of money to know what they had argued about.
I closed my eyes and concentrated, trying to pick out a word or two that might help me understand, but I got nothing. I was regularly exposed to other languages while doing research for my blog, but the man spoke too quickly.
Sonia’s eyes widened. “Russians.”
Genre: Thriller
Steve and Sonia grab the door handle to hold off their attacker, but both know they will likely die in the next minute. As if to send home the fear, they hear gunshots and an approaching van.
They are trapped, surrounded, and outgunned. Will they escape?
GRAB THE SECOND EPISODE OF RED NIGHT.
Read the second episode and find out. Buy your copy today!
Sneak Peek:
I looked into Sonia’s eyes, and even though I could see her fear easily enough, there was determination as well.
We were gonna get through this alive.
Somehow.
I had no idea how, but I wasn’t going to quit.
I nodded, trying to convey confidence despite the fact I felt nothing like it. She leaned forward and gave me a quick peck.
“It’s gonna be okay,” she mouthed to me.
“We’ll make sure of it,” I whispered back.
I no longer gasped for breath, a small mercy, considering everything happening outside the door.
There was another footstep, a man yelled. Unlike the other times, I recognized that he spoke a foreign language.
I would pay a lot of money to know what they had argued about.
I closed my eyes and concentrated, trying to pick out a word or two that might help me understand, but I got nothing. I was regularly exposed to other languages while doing research for my blog, but the man spoke too quickly.
Sonia’s eyes widened. “Russians.”
Genre: Thriller
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