This week I'd like to share a little snippet of a secret WIP (unedited)~ More information to be revealed as time goes on....
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Prologue
1983
Oppressive heat caused
the sweat to trickle down the hunter’s back and pooled at the waist band of his
camouflage BDU’s. Three fucking days entrenched in the mosquito-ridded n jungle
of Colombia waiting for his mark, Carlos Quintanilla—drug runner, cocoa bean
grower and major player in the Colombian cartel. He and his team were being
paid handsomely to sit, wait, and dispose of the target. An unplanned trip by
Quintanilla had caused the hunter to sit for three days in wait as opposed to
the original twenty-four hours- in,
shoot, and out. But, mercenaries were paid to wait- under any conditions.
Once the deed was done,
he would trek four clicks through the jungle and rendezvous with the team,
cross into Venezuela and transform into businessmen for the trip back to the
states. With this payoff, he planned to retire- hang up his hat as a killer for
higher and live on an island in peace and quiet. Maybe.
The hunter watched.
Quintanilla lumbered along the pool’s edge of his multi-million dollar fortress.
Security was at the utmost priority for the Colombian which was of little
consequence to Hunter, perched approximately three-quarters of a mile away from
the complex in a make shift tree stand with his M24 SWS, nicknamed Lolita.
2015 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.
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