by Steven Wolff
ANICA STORM &
THE WAND OF TIME
BY STEVEN WOLFF
(PART 1 OF 4)
Copyright 2014 by Steven Wolff
All Rights Reserved!
This Book Is Created, Edited & Rated As:
Young Adults - Suitable for Ages 12 and Up
by Author Steven Wolff.
This eBook is a work of FICTION. All Names, Characters, Creatures, Events, Places, Gadgets, Organizations, Technologies, Businesses, & References are the product of the Authors Imagination. Any Resemblance, Likeness, or Similarities to Real Persons, Events, Broadcasts, Companies, Technologies, Literature, Web Content, etc. Past or Present, Living or Dead is Purely Coincidental! This eBook is protected by US and International Copyright laws.
Other titles by Author Steven Wolff can be found at his website:
www.Steven-Wolff.com
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Dedicated In Memory of
Michele Miller Mahmood
Who lost her brave fight to Breast Cancer.
Please Get Screened Today & Encourage your friends and loved ones to get screened too.
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
Cover Page
Chinese Proverb
From The Author
Opening Chapter
Chapter 1 - Thirty Six Hours Earlier
Chapter 2 - Marcus
Chapter 3 - Dinner Date
Chapter 4 - Highway To Hell
Chapter 5 - Lonnie & R'dell's House
Chapter 6 - Bobahrallicka
Chapter 7 - Lewrath
Chapter 8 - The Journey Of A Thousand Miles
Chapter 9 - Marcel
Chapter 10 -Things That Make You Go Moo?
Thank You
Contact The Author - Links
Other Books by Author Steven Wolff
Books I’m Working On
In Closing
Readers Note: Click ***** To Return Back To The Table of Contents
(Found at end of every chapter)
“The Journey Of A Thousand Miles Begins With A Single Step”
- Old Chinese Proverb
From The Author
In your hand is a book that will take you on a magical journey, filled with imagination and maybe even awe. I wrote this, my first book ever, over a period of three years. In it, you will find characters I hope you will love, hate, cheer and boo. I hope they will make you smile, make your day, or make you not want to put this book down because something exciting is about to happen. Either way, you chose this book out of millions, so I just wanted to say – Thanks!
Now let's go on an adventure!!!
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“911, What’s Your Emergency?”
“I’m being kidnapped, please help me!!!”
“Where are you located?”
“I’m in the backseat of a cab and I don’t know where he’s taking me.”
“Do you know the name of the person kidnapping you?”
“No I don’t, he’s just some random cab driver I called.”
“Do you know the name of the cab service?”
“No, I don't know - Just please help me!!!”
“Ma’am, help is on the way, I just need you to try and stay calm, okay?”
“Okay.”
“What is your name?”
“My name is Anica... Anica Storm.”
“Anica, please listen to me. Whatever you do, stay on the line and don’t hang up. Do you understand?”
“Yes Ma’am”
“We're triangulating your signal, so hang in there.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means we're searching the cell phone towers near you to find your phone. If we can find your phone signal, we can locate you on our computers so the police will know where you are.”
Anica is hunched down in the back seat of a small, European taxicab that is racing along an old country dirt road. A big smirk on the drivers face reveals his confidence because he's kidnapped, raped, and killed at least a dozen other women unfortunate enough to get in the back of his cab. He keeps glancing back through the rear view mirror at how beautiful Anica is, like she's some kind of trophy.
He loves the copper tones in her medium brown hair, how they contrast with her beautiful blue eyes. Right now they show fear and terror, just the way he likes it. He's driving erratically at dangerous speeds because he's not paying attention and two, because he's trying to get as much distance from anyone who may hear her screaming for help. That thought alone has him grinning from ear to ear that this one is another score.
Anica looks out the back window and see's nothing but a thick cloud of tan dust that's being stirred up by the car. There's so much noise from the car that she struggles to hear the operator's voice. She presses the phone hard against her ear and hears the 911 dispatcher cover up her microphone with her hand.
“Get me a supervisor, NOW!” Despite this effort, she can still hear the dispatcher's muffled voice so she continues to listen intently. Seconds later an authoritative male voice asks, “Is it the Serial Killer Cab Driver?”
“I believe it is. It sounds like he has another victim in his car, a young woman named Anica Storm.”
“How much longer before you lock onto her signal?” He asks in a concerned tone. Sounds of fast typing on a keyboard are heard before she answers.
“About three minutes.”
“Okay, keep her on the line. Let me know when you have it, I don't want this bastard to get away!”
Anica hears the hand come off the mic. Before the dispatcher can speak, she interrupts. “He's going to kill me, isn't he?!?”
“Anica, listen to me. We are going to find you! I promise, just try to be strong! We're coming.” The compassionate voice said.
The driver almost loses control of the car, causing Anica to be thrown around in the backseat like a rag doll, dropping the phone. She finds herself on the floorboard in an awkward position so she gets on her knees to better balance herself in the swerving car. Anica picks up the phone and is relieved to see the call is still connected. She puts it up to her ear and hears the dispatcher talk to her.
“You alright?”
“Yeah, I fell over, but I'm okay.”
'Thh hsss shiqrrrr eerrk' the signal comes in garbled and unrecognizable. She pulls the phone from her ear and sees the antenna bar on her phone is flashing the poor signal indicator. Instinctively Anica lifts it higher and hopes that she doesn't lose the signal. She peeks over the back seat, looking out the rear window hoping to see a police car or anyone, but all she sees is the same cloud of dust. The dispatcher comes back clear again.
“Anica, Can you give us a description of the cab driver? Tell us what he looks like.”
Anica peeks up from behind the seat and suddenly without warning the phone is snatched from her hands and is thrown out the driver’s side window!!!
Anica watches in horror as her phone spins and bounces several times, shattering into hundreds of little pieces before disappearing into the dust cloud left by the car. Anica reactively screams in desperation and fear as she slaps the back of the window over and over, cursing her bad luck. That phone was her only hope of survival and now it’s gone!
The serial killer cab driver rolls up his driver side window as he downshifts and revs the engine to drown out her screams. Reality sets in more firmly; as her imagination makes her paralyzed thinking about all the things he's going to do to her. She’s breathing so fast that she’s hyperventilating. In a last ditch effort, hoping this is just a bad dream, she pinches herself hard to awaken from this nightmare, but she's awake and this isn't a
dream. He’s going to kill her… It’s just a matter of when.
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