My Assassin

Book exerpt: Not deterring, I try my hardest to get to the door. As I feel my fingertips graze the door, my body starts to fall. Oh no! I'm not going to make it! I look over and see my attacker is suddenly back at my side again. He grabs me as I slip further into the floor. I try to hit him, but my arms aren't responding. This was the most terrifying thing to have ever happened to me. "Don't be afraid," he says as he gently lays me down, my vision starting to blacken in a haze." I'm here to kill you." Samantha Howell has everything: a large fortune she doesn't need or want and the perfect fiancee. On the night of her annual family gala, she is kidnapped and imprisoned by an Assassin for hire. Will she find out who is behind this, or will she die trying?

JLisette Gibson · Urbain

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Chapter 12

Almost an hour later, we pull into a property. One that looks abandoned.

A farm.

Ryder drives onto it and stops in front of an red, old, shabby-looking ranch style house. It's in desperate need of some TLC. A fresh coat of paint, new window siding, and a blue tarp covers a small portion of the roof. I love around confused. Where are we?

As I continue to look around the dirt and rock covered farm, I notice an old couple sitting on the porch.

Ryder gets out of the car and walks around to me, opening the door.

"Mr. and Mrs. Finnegan!" Ryder yells as he pulls me out the car rather roughly!

I am sick and tired of him grabbing me whenever he feels like he can. I yank my arm from his grasp, removing the itchy sweater and throwing it back into the car. I cross my arm and make a stance to not let him walk all over me! Ryder glares at me and grabs the sweater from the car, throwing it at my face. My mouth drops.

The nerve!

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