Hunter/Prey

Hunter/Prey

Sam Sisavath

Language: English

Pages: 192

ISBN: 0692368280

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


REVENGE MEANS CARRYING A LOADED SHOTGUN. She has been planning this for ten years. She’s thought of everything and trained for this one single night. Nothing could possibly go wrong. He’s a serial killer who has eluded the police for the last ten years. When his latest victim turns out to not be who she appears, the hunter will discover what it’s like to be the prey. When these two very determined foes clash, there will be blood. One way or another, only one of them is coming out of this alive…

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wound in his side, was sloppily drenched with his own blood. Snap! His head whipped around. Too fast; a jolt of pain ripped through his body. He swam through it anyway and stared, barely breathing, waiting for the inevitable. Maybe it was just his imagination, but he swore he heard branches snapping from behind him. Had she found him already? Her and that shotgun? She had the shotgun in the trunk the whole time. Christ, she knew what she was doing, all right. There was nothing back there. At

The hardness gave way to vulnerability, if just for a split second. The sister’s the Achilles heel. I can work with that. “She was soft,” he continued. “I like them soft. She cried a lot, but then, they all did, so she wasn’t special in that respect. Do you want me to show you where I played with her? Before I gave her back to the highway?” She didn’t say a word, but her face gave it all away. He could see it in the way she was looking at him—trying to figure out how to get to him the way he

inside, but the Crown Vic looked intact when he stepped out of the bunker. He stopped for a moment and glanced around. A generous dose of warm orange was spreading above the tree crowns and filling up large sections of the wood with slivers of light. He checked his watch to be sure: 5:45 A.M. It wouldn’t be long now. Half an hour before the sun came up completely and the world woke up. It would be another hour, maybe two, until Harper got the manpower he needed to put in all the roadblocks up

mind. She started off again, this time at a slower pace, keeping her eyes moving and never on one spot for more than a second each time. Her ears were attuned to any and every noise around and above and to the sides of her. He was out there, somewhere, and she would find him. One night. One night to finish this… Chapter 4 He was getting progressively worse, and the dizzying spells were coming faster and lingered longer. His footing was more treacherous than he remembered from a few minutes

yourself.” “He’s dangerous,” the woman said through clenched teeth. She was focusing on Sabrina, obviously having decided that was where her salvation lay. “He’s not who you think he is.” “He’s a cop,” Donnie said. “He’s a killer!” “You’re the one who kicked in our door with a shotgun,” Rachel said. She had emerged out from behind Wade’s protective force field, apparently having decided it was safe again. “I had no choice!” Beckard almost felt sorry for her. He could see the strained

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