One Chance
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Ongoing16m
Last published Mon, Dec 19, 2016
" lesson number one," a gruff voice said "what seems like the main threght, could just be a distraction."
one gun.
one bullet.
one chance.
Amy used to run and hide.
there's no time for hiding now.
you stand up for yourself and most likely die in the prosess, or they catch you and torcher you 'till they find out what you know. Then they kill you.
they.
they were the reason her family is dead.
they were the reason she was running.
they are the reason she learned to be brave.
book 1 in the One Chance seris.
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