Murderous Craft
by Sam Cheever
BLURB:
Dead End
Job: When the only thing on tap is death.
A corpse discovered in a popular bar. An old
acquaintance still nursing a mad-on from fifteen years earlier. And a cast of
characters possessing secrets they’ll do almost anything to keep. It’s enough
to make reformed (sort of) party girl Blaise Runa want to quit her dead end
job. But in the meantime she fully intends to grab her sexy private eye fiancé
and dig into the mess. Because she might be trying to adult, but that doesn’t
mean she’s gotten any less nosy!
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She struggled against her bonds, the ropes
around her wrists chafing as she wriggled her hands to loosen them.
She’d been fighting to loosen the stupid
things for hours…maybe days…beneath the foul-smelling bag they’d thrown over
her head she’d lost track of time.
Nobody had come to check on her for a really
long time. Nobody had brought her food or water. Nobody had asked if she had to
pee.
Tears burned her eyes at the thought that she
was going to die a long, agonizing death of dehydration in that horrible place.
It was cold and damp. Her clothing had grown
heavy against her skin with the moisture. Water trickled nearby, tantalizingly
close, and the smell of rotting vegetation told her it had probably been
running for a long time.
Occasionally something skittered past, causing
her to jerk her feet up until they were tucked close to her body. She made
herself as small as possible, not knowing where danger would come from and
unable to avoid it when it came.
Fear was an icy fist in the center of her
chest, making it hard to breathe, even if the rope around her throat wasn’t
already slowly choking her to death.
She sat as quietly as possible, trying to hear
something…anything…that would tell her where she was. But in her panic she
couldn’t hear anything except the constant trickle of water and the skittering
of little rodent feet close by.
Too close.
Beyond tears and exhausted from the emotional
and physical mistreatment, she must have dozed off for a while. She was torn
awake by the long, low boom of thunder. The air was thick with the smell of
rain. A flash of light pierced the fabric of the bag covering her head and
another thunderous groan soon followed. The storm was right on top of her. But
when rain finally came, an impossible crashing of large, hard drops against the
roof high above her head, she realized she was nowhere near the city.
If she were still in Indianapolis she’d hear
traffic, horns honking, the occasional bleating siren. The realization brought
tears stinging to her eyes again. She was all alone. Abandoned. With nobody to
turn to for help.
A sob escaped and she slammed her lips closed
over it. She wouldn’t give in to despair. She would find a way out of that
place. And then she’d find a way back home.
She wouldn’t let them beat her.
No matter how low her odds of escape.
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