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Mystery
"I'll hide and you count to 10!" My 12 year old sister said, giggling. *** "...9, 10! Ready or not here I come!" I began to look around and came to the front yard. I saw a bright light flash in my eyes and saw a car driving away and hearing a faint scream. No, its not possible. No... Can it be? As I saw the face through the window, there was my little sister, driving away before me eyes. I am so grounded. **** Hannah Winston was just 16 years old when her 12 year old sister, Abigail Winston had been taken away. Now Hannah is 20 and is planning to go to college, but she starts getting text messages from who is supposedly Abigail. With the text messages, she is getting hints about where she is. She doesn't tell her the exact location, but she left clues everywhere. With Hannah being the last person to see her, they have been questioning Hannah ever since she was 16. now Hannah has some answers. When Hannah finally finds the last clue, will she get her sister back? Or will it be too late? Copyright © 2015
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"Shit!" I muttered under my breath. He pulled open the door and headed for me with a smile that made my skin crawl. I withdrew my gun from my bag and hid it under the table. "Ah Blake Reid. At last we meet!" He pulled out the chair directly across from me. "Who are you and why have you been following me?" I growled. "I'm the man who is going to kill you," he gave me a masochistic smile. I withdrew my gun from its place under the table. It was pointed between his eyes and I took pleasure in the shock that was on his face. He had only gotten his gun halfway out. The staff was still unaware of me holding a gun to this man's head because they were all around back in the kitchen. "Sorry, but that's just not going to happen," I said sweetly. "In such a public place? How brazen of you," he challenged in a shaky voice. "Yes, all the staff is in the back where they can't see us. Oh and if you didn't notice, there's a silencer on my gun. Say good-bye my dearie," I pulled the trigger and sent the bullet through his head. Blake Reid isn't your normal 17 year old. She's an assassin on her last case... or so she hopes. She is having difficulty with memories of her past and can't seem to get out of her shell, even though that is one of the biggest assets needed for her assignment. She will also face many obsticales; some of which she may not survive. Join her in the choas and death she calls her life. (Cover created by Vico96, an amazing friend of mine. Check him out!)

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