An Undying Oath
By- H.K. Savage
Published By- Staccato Publishing
Sergeant Justin Shaw returned from the war with what is left of his unit, though instead of being hailed as heroes, they are being sought as test subjects. Their last mission behind enemy lines to obtain a WMD ended with them exposed and on the run. Their goal is not only to destroy the weapon, but also the program being run by their own government. Justin and his men have sacrificed everything for their mission. Will it be enough? Samantha James, a girl whose father disappeared almost twenty years ago unwittingly holds the key. When her father returns bodies start to fall. Sam doesn't know who to trust. Both Justin and her father have their own agendas and either one of them could end up with her dead.
Carefully, she pushed open the door and entered her apartment. The
growling ball of fur in her grasp was having no part of it. Clawing at
her with his sharp back claws, Bill took a few chunks out of her
forearms as he finally leapt free of her, racing down the hall and out
of sight. Sam didn’t give chase or even turn her head to see where he
went. He wouldn’t go far, he never did on the rare occasion he got
out. In a few minutes he would be beating at the door with his soft,
declawed front paws. Her focus was on what had incited such panic in
her even keel pet. Why was Bill so scared to go inside? He liked Paul.
Even more unsettling was the feeling crawling down her spine.
Something was very wrong. She could feel it.
There was no sound or movement coming from inside. When Paul was over
he always had the television turned on a game whether it was football,
basketball, soccer, whatever. He always had to have background noise.
Unlike Sam, he liked noise.
“Paul?” Sam realized she was crouching. Telling herself she was being
ridiculous, she forced herself to stand up, pushing the door open and
peering inside. There was no answer. Maybe he was tired and had nodded
off she told herself. It did nothing for the now painful gooseflesh
covering her body. “Paul?” she called his name again, whispering it
this time. He wasn’t in the living room or kitchen. She pushed a
cabinet door closed with the back of one hand as she walked past. He
had to have been here, she never left drawers or cabinets open.
Glancing around, she noticed a piece of mail hanging over the edge of
her sorter. What had he been doing in here, snooping? With
considerably more effort, she forced her feet toward the bedroom,
stepping over one of Bill’s toys lying in the middle of the floor.
“Paul?” His name died on her lips as she walked past the open bathroom
door and froze. Without knowing what she was doing, Sam drifted inside
and stopped just inside the doorway. Her hand flew to her mouth too
late to stop the scream.
About the Author-
HK lives in the frozen hinterlands of the far North. The long, cold months provide ample opportunity to hunker down with her computer and create adventures far more enticing than scraping ice and getting frostbite.
Between books HK reads voraciously. Anything with a good plot and compelling characters are her broad parameters. One is as likely to catch her with a copy of Don Quixote as with the latest in Gail Carriger’s steampunk series.
HK practices martial arts, rides her horse, gardens and plays with her family every chance she gets. Next winter she intends to brush up on her Spanish and escape the cold for somewhere more tropical.
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