Andorra

Andorra

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Excerpt There were several girls around me; all from the individual capturer's country of origin. We had no recollection of how we got here and why we were numbly seated at a intricately designed, mahogany table in the cramped, dim lit room. Communicating between each other had proved ineffective. Even though we appeared to all be from European countries, our lack of bilingual talents made it hard to decipher what has happening to us all. My little knowledge of the French language enabled me to have small conversations with Delphine across the room; but no matter how hard we tried, things always became lost in translation and we could never conjure up the words to find out the purpose of our presence here in the small country of Andorra. However, it didn't take a rocket scientist to analyse us all and evaluate that we had been taken hostage in this foreign place. I needed to escape but firstly had to discover how I got here and why my mere presence was necessary at this exquisite table in this unknown land. But more importantly,I had to find out where the key had gone to; if not my life would be at more jeopardy than what it was now. My first ever novel, so please be kind ✨ Regular updates
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