| Author: | Lee Atterbury | ISBN: | 9780463726006 |
| Publisher: | Lee Atterbury | Publication: | October 19, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lee Atterbury |
| ISBN: | 9780463726006 |
| Publisher: | Lee Atterbury |
| Publication: | October 19, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
As the conclusion of “Death Squad” nears, the lines between good and evil are more blurred than ever. Has Jim Taylor pushed his luck too far this time? Perhaps. Some will live and some will die as one man alone decides it’s Judgement Day.
He was getting closer. FBI agent Lucy Johnson could feel it. She should feel it. After all, she’d been the one who’d been acting as bait for the killer ever since she arrived at Jim Taylor’s to find out if the rumor was true. Had the town sheriff enlisted Jim and Hook, his partner, to form a “death squad” who killed criminals before a jury of their peers ever got the chance to decide if they were guilty or innocent?
All Lucy knew was that the bodies kept piling up and now, someone else wanted to add to the death count. And this time, the killer was on the wrong side of the law. Lucy Johnson knew it wouldn’t be long before she looked into the eyes of the killer. She was very good at her job and ever since teaming up with Jim and Buck, a horse who was more human than most men she knew, she’d been succeeding at what she set out to do: lure the killer ever closer.
What frightened her the most was that she was less afraid of the killer than she was of the fact that she enjoyed making love with Jim even more because she knew he was out there watching.
It had seemed like a game at first but now, with Sheriff Zeke Johansen gravely injured and lying next to her in a makeshift tent she’d managed to pitch in a spot so remote – near a mountain range in the heart of the Wyoming wilderness – she knew she’d fail if asked to give someone her location, what was once a game of cat-and-mouse to her was suddenly all too real.
Only God knew where Jim and Buck were or if they were still alive. They’d gone for help what seemed like days ago yet outside the tent’s thin walls, the storm raged on.
As Lucy struggled to keep Zeke alive and prayed that help would arrive before the killer came back to finish the job he’d started, Lucy had never felt so alone.
As the conclusion of “Death Squad” nears, the lines between good and evil are more blurred than ever. Has Jim Taylor pushed his luck too far this time? Perhaps. Some will live and some will die as one man alone decides it’s Judgement Day.
He was getting closer. FBI agent Lucy Johnson could feel it. She should feel it. After all, she’d been the one who’d been acting as bait for the killer ever since she arrived at Jim Taylor’s to find out if the rumor was true. Had the town sheriff enlisted Jim and Hook, his partner, to form a “death squad” who killed criminals before a jury of their peers ever got the chance to decide if they were guilty or innocent?
All Lucy knew was that the bodies kept piling up and now, someone else wanted to add to the death count. And this time, the killer was on the wrong side of the law. Lucy Johnson knew it wouldn’t be long before she looked into the eyes of the killer. She was very good at her job and ever since teaming up with Jim and Buck, a horse who was more human than most men she knew, she’d been succeeding at what she set out to do: lure the killer ever closer.
What frightened her the most was that she was less afraid of the killer than she was of the fact that she enjoyed making love with Jim even more because she knew he was out there watching.
It had seemed like a game at first but now, with Sheriff Zeke Johansen gravely injured and lying next to her in a makeshift tent she’d managed to pitch in a spot so remote – near a mountain range in the heart of the Wyoming wilderness – she knew she’d fail if asked to give someone her location, what was once a game of cat-and-mouse to her was suddenly all too real.
Only God knew where Jim and Buck were or if they were still alive. They’d gone for help what seemed like days ago yet outside the tent’s thin walls, the storm raged on.
As Lucy struggled to keep Zeke alive and prayed that help would arrive before the killer came back to finish the job he’d started, Lucy had never felt so alone.
