Remains
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  • Parts 25
  • Time 1h 38m
Complete, First published Mar 25, 2018
46 hours, and 26 casualties.

 Nobody could predict the deadly terror attack that devastated a local store. Nor could they predict the bullets that destroyed people and their relations, their courage and their pride. Nobody foresaw the threat that held them hostage within a supermarket for almost two days, or the fear that would be with them forever. 


"Be the heroine in your own story." 



WARNING: This book contains mild violence and strong themes of post traumatic stress disorder, reader discretion is advised.


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