“Seems risky, Sherry. I don’t want to set Jack free,” Amy said, laughing a little.
“It’s different. You had another boyfriend. Jack had a bunch of girlfriends before you. But through it all, you guys wanted each other. I want Dirk to kiss a girl and think of me,” she said, “then, he better stop kissing her and fall in love with me, though.”

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Terry didn’t know that he was dead, yet. That needed to wait until he was ready.

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I have a couple of things up my sleeve, bookwise… To start with, I have finished a draft of book three, You Don’t Know Jack. It has been out to a couple of my beta readers and I have done the first few rounds of corrections. I’ll be going through and editing again in the […]

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A helicopter set down in the middle of the street, between the wrecked van and the other cop car. Officer Jackson watched as one of the men exited the chopper with a stretcher and ran between the houses and out of sight. He returned a moment later with another man, carrying a stretcher with a person on it. They ran to the chopper and slid the stretcher into the back. Then the man that had jumped out of the chopper ran into the house.

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Terry was sleeping when he was grabbed and dragged from his bed. Duct tape was over his mouth before he could even react. His hands were taped behind him and he was being roughly dragged by two smaller men from his room. He tried to struggle but was hit in the back of the head by something. The world faded out. There was only pain until he was unconscious. Terry was dragged down the stairs by the two men as the other two men in the house hurried around the lower floor.

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“Terry, we have an issue. We picked up the guys tasked with tracking and picking you up. They are Russian… KGB. The problem is that you are on their radar. No matter what we do, you’ll be a name known to them forever. We can divert their attention, but at some point, their attention will revert to you.”
“Is there a way to solve that?” Terry asked, a sad look in his eyes.
“We’re working on that. We have one, but it’s extreme. It would be hard on a lot of people, but it might end up as the best alternative.”
“What is it?”
“We can kill you,” Bill said… then smiled.
“Uhhh…”

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