Prologue to My Upcoming Release, 3:16

Brandon Thornley unzipped his jacket and removed the GPS device. Following the frost-covered trail, he reached the wooded sanctuary that was home to the tools of his real trade. He thought he could give it up and live the life of an honest man, but the hunger for killing was too strong and couldn’t be masked any longer. He forced himself through the dense tree branches, barely feeling their backlash on his exposed face and neck. A few steps further, he stopped in front of a large pine tree. The computer-generated voice from the GPS, which indicated he had reached his destination, startled him.

Wonderful…nobody had found my hiding place. Brandon dropped down to one knee and used both his hands to dig away the earth hiding his prized possessions. Ah, there you are. Reaching into the exposed hole, he pulled out a medium-sized brown leather pouch. His pulse quickened as he fumbled with the clasp. Easy…you’ve got this. Taking a few deep breaths, he slowly opened the pouch, reached inside, and pulled out several cloth-wrapped items. He unrolled the first, and the most beautiful double-edged blade he had ever set eyes on glistened in his grasp. Brandon repeatedly ran his fingers along the knife’s length, worshipping the texture and the craftsmanship of the weapon. All the other knives in the pouch were equally exquisite, and all were very capable of carrying out what he needed done, but Brandon had a special place in his heart for this one. Sort of like a good friend coming back into my life, he thought.

He looked down at his watch and knew he would be pressed for time. Carina would be planning a late evening dinner, and she would expect him soon. Placing everything back into the pouch, he carefully refilled the manmade hole.

Brandon scurried back to the late model Mercedes, unlocking it. His cell phone was on the travel charger, and he snatched it up, preparing to call his wife. The red notification light blinked. Hmm, looks like a message. His finger flicked across the touch screen, and he realized it wasn’t a message, but it was something interesting.

Brandon had recently joined a social networking site in hopes of reconnecting with old friends. The site had the option to add the application to his cell phone, which he had done almost instantly. The red light indicated someone wanted to add him to his or her friends’ list. He opened the request and noticed the person wanting to be a part of his networking world was someone named Cassie Youngblood. There was a profile picture of the young redhead, and Brandon thought he noticed something else. He moved his finger in a downward motion and smiled when he wasn’t mistaken in what he had seen. Cassie Youngblood was a local girl who lived very close to Brandon; unfortunately for her, it would be too close.

Perfect timing, he thought. Brandon pulled the Mercedes onto the street, considering all the potential victims the social networking arena could bring…

3 Responses to “Prologue to My Upcoming Release, 3:16”

  1. MARY HANSON Says:



  2. Charles Bemis Says:

    Sweet new book cover.

  3. SOunds like a nice book 🙂

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