“Oh I know I will, I won’t rest until I do.”
“There is nothing we can do right now. Let’s wait untill they get home and we’ll start planning our next move. The time for action is now.”
“I agree.”
I finished my drink and curled up with him again. We didn’t speak, we just held each other. The TV was still on, but although I was looking at the screen I wasn’t really paying attention to it. My mind was all over the place. The same questions and thoughts ran through my mind over and over again, playing a like broken record.
In the end I must have fallen asleep, the next thing I knew Jackson’s phone was ringing.
“You’re on speaker again.” He answered.
“We’ll be home in about ten minutes, put the kettle on will you, I’d kill for a cup of tea. We’re just coming off Snake’s Pass now. Oh, actually, can you make us a coffee, we all need to talk and to be honest I’m tired, I’ll need...”
Nancy’s voice was drowned out by the deafening sounds of an explosion. My heart jumped into my throat, my body instantly started to tremble.
“NANCY!” Jackson shouted, sitting upright. “NANCY!”
The line went dead.
The story continues…Betrayal coming soon
Leticia has had her fair share of hurt and hardships, but it seems things are about to go from bad to worse. Her ex-lover, originally thought to be behind all this upset and pain, is dead. Two of her friends are missing and presumed dead, and the attacks on her and the new man in her life, Jackson, are becoming more ferocious. Who is doing this to them? When will they discover who the man, known to them only as ‘Boss’ actually is? Will Leticia and Jackson’s love stay strong through it all? It seems there is nowhere else to run, nowhere else to hide. They must fight, even if it means to their death... who will win is anybody’s guess.
About the Author
I have lived in Droylsden, Manchester, all my life. I live with my parents and my younger sister, Cheryl. I never knew what I wanted to do with my life until I began writing. This is my dream.
I get most of my inspiration from music, I’ll sit there listening to it and suddenly I’m no longer in the room. My stories play like videos in my mind, then I go and write them down.
I’m a very dark person, I love anything spooky, supernatural, or unexplainable, and so that’s the genre I want to write in for the rest of my life. I love watching scary films, although I find it very hard to find one these days that actually frightens me.
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