| Author: | Dennis Renner | ISBN: | 9780463543511 |
| Publisher: | Dennis Renner | Publication: | May 20, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Dennis Renner |
| ISBN: | 9780463543511 |
| Publisher: | Dennis Renner |
| Publication: | May 20, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Kattrina Walsh did not know what was lurking in her past. She did not know it was searching for her and she did not know it would find her. But she had to protect her friends and find a way to escape the nightmare that pursued her. Assaulted and kidnapped, her pursuer had her in its clutches and the chase was on. As her friends and the authorities followed clues, she slowly learned the hidden secrets of her past which would lead her to an uncertain future.
This is Book One of a Three book Series
Excerpt: HIS MUSCLES TENSED, Kemper Walsh stood ready on the back porch searching the woods behind the house for the slightest movement. The sun had risen and was shining brightly but the occasional cumulus cloud brought deep shadows to the forest. His finger tight on the Winchester trigger, he waited. His senses of sight and sound consumed him and for the moment, he only existed for what he saw and heard.
“That damn thing is out there again,” he thought, “I can just feel it.”
Kattrina Walsh did not know what was lurking in her past. She did not know it was searching for her and she did not know it would find her. But she had to protect her friends and find a way to escape the nightmare that pursued her. Assaulted and kidnapped, her pursuer had her in its clutches and the chase was on. As her friends and the authorities followed clues, she slowly learned the hidden secrets of her past which would lead her to an uncertain future.
This is Book One of a Three book Series
Excerpt: HIS MUSCLES TENSED, Kemper Walsh stood ready on the back porch searching the woods behind the house for the slightest movement. The sun had risen and was shining brightly but the occasional cumulus cloud brought deep shadows to the forest. His finger tight on the Winchester trigger, he waited. His senses of sight and sound consumed him and for the moment, he only existed for what he saw and heard.
“That damn thing is out there again,” he thought, “I can just feel it.”
