“I’m not sure what I was deliberating. Or why, for that matter. The phone was on its fourth ring. Animus, still standing next to me with scissors, watched my indecision with fluttering eyes, almost an obsessive twitch.” — SEE YOU SOON, AFTON (Chapter 3)
Published: August 7th, 2018
Somebody is watching. Somebody is always watching.
A teenage girl in Wakefield has been abducted, and tracking her down not only tests Afton’s moral limits, but threatens her freedom and her life.
Suspected of murder by local police, and under the watch of a menacing figure in the shadows, Afton’s search and rescue effort unravel dark secrets from her own past. Familial secrets her mother took to the grave, more than a decade ago.
See You Soon, Afton is the second of four parts in a new serial thriller by author Brent Jones. Packed with grit and action, The Afton Morrison Series delves into a world of moral ambiguity, delivering audiences an unlikely heroine in the form of a disturbed vigilante murderess.
“…just as the night was shattered by the first traces of dawn, I crawled into bed, praying to a God I didn’t believe in for meaningful slumber. And yet I tossed and turned, my mind addled with an inescapable truth, that I was at the mercy of a man I couldn’t pick from a lineup, with a name I couldn’t verify.” — SEE YOU SOON, AFTON (Chapter 6)
“I scanned between … emerald leaves, weightless branches, and darkened cores, all but overlooking their natural beauty. He was nearby, I was fucking sure of it, even though my intuition alone proved nothing.” — SEE YOU SOON, AFTON (Chapter 7)
“…something made me pause, with one foot planted on the first carpeted step. Some kind of sound, and not a creak from the staircase. It was a moan, and it was coming from somewhere below me. I stood still, one hand gripping the banister, until it came again.” — SEE YOU SOON, AFTON (Chapter 11)
About the author:
From bad checks to bathroom graffiti, Brent Jones has always been drawn to writing. He won a national creative writing competition at the age of fourteen, although he can’t recall what the story was about. Seventeen years later, he gave up his career to pursue creative writing full-time.
Jones writes from his home in Fort Erie, Canada. He’s happily married, a bearded cyclist, a mediocre guitarist, and the proud owner of two dogs with a God complex.
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