Dark Mask (Completed) (Preview Full Book Available On Amazon)
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Tony is a high school student and his world is turned upside down as he learns that a killer in a mask is killing people. When Tony becomes The Killer's next target he begins to realize that the killer may very well be one of his friends, who can he turn to? Who can Tony trust? He has to face one question...
"Who are Truly your friends?"
This book will keep you guessing whose the killer until the very end.
So the question is... who is behind the Dark Mask....
"I'm getting chills." -Cinter221b
"Dam this book is hella crazy!" -DerekShepherd75
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