Run for your life...Blood is thicker than water...
Murder is a small price to pay...
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Published: February 1st, 2015
Run for your life…
Sixteen-year-old Claire McBride just witnessed a brutal murder at the hands of someone she knew, someone she thought she could trust. Now she’s alone, afraid and desperate to put as many miles as possible between herself and the killer. Seeing no other options, she flees her hometown of Galena, leaving behind everything and everyone she’s ever held dear.
Run for your life…
Carter Emerson's whole world has come crashing down around him. He woke to the news his best friend, Claire has gone missing without a trace, and there’s nothing he can do about it. Finding out her car was abandoned in the busy city of Chicago, he and his brother can't help but fear the worst… With no solid suspects or leads, it looks like Carter’s worst nightmare could come true, and Claire’s disappearance may turn into a cold case.
Run for your life…
With the killer at her heels, Claire has no choice but to leave Carter in the dark. She can’t risk his safety just because she misses the sound of his voice… But will the run of Claire’s life be worth it in the end? Or will her past catch up with her no matter how hard she tries to escape it?
EXCERPT
The crescent moon is bright in the sky, making the flashlight unnecessary, but I feel comforted by the weight of it in my hands. It could make for a pretty handy weapon if I needed it to, actually. I try to walk silently as I follow the trail that leads to the lake itself. The night air is chilly for late spring, and I wish I’d had the presence of mind to grab Carter’s hoodie out of my backseat where he left it earlier in the week. It’s too late to go back now though, so I shiver in my purple tee shirt and dark blue jeans and pick up my pace.
For a few moments the only sounds I hear are the chirping of crickets all around me, the quiet sounds of my footsteps, and my heart thundering away in my ears. As I get closer to the lake, I start to hear voices. Both male; one scared and the other colder than I have ever heard it before. I find a spot within a copse of trees where I can see but won’t be detected easily and just pick up the words, “Liam, I swear. I didn’t say anything.” I retrieve my cell phone from my jeans pocket and start recording the tableau fewer than fifteen feet away from me, just in case, I tell myself. In case of what? I wonder nervously and make my brain shut up so I can focus on the men.
About the authors:
Allana Kephart has been making things up and bending people to her will from a very young age. She loves animals and reading and spends a large amount of time thinking up ways to torment her characters. She shares a brain, a love of coffee and the color purple with her alter ego/best friend/co-author, Melissa Simmons.
Melissa Simmons is an avid reader who married her soul mate and is the proud mother of a spoiled cat. She spends her days helping promote independent authors and doing what the voices in her head tell her to. She shares a brain, a love of coffee and the color purple with her alter ego/best friend/co-author, Allana Kephart.
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