Yes, this is short, but I wanted to post before the time got away from me. And heck yes, it is a cliff hanger! I’m typing it live actually because I’ve been at a meetign all this time and I couldn’t back to it, so even if you do break in my house ya won’t get a thing, Shai, LOL>
BTW, I’m just falling out my chair about my ranking on Amazon for Mistaken Identity. That is over cool!
In any case, I wanted to let you guys know, if you’re read Mistaken Identity, Please go to Amazon and post or just post if you want to read it and just love anything else I did, LOL.
And if you’re read Stone’s Revenge, post at Amazon.com too. Cause if you can’t contribute, those reviews do help me sell books.
Okay, we’re getting down to the home stretch and I’m debating on whether I should post the last chapter. I mean you’re going to know that the drama is over, but I gotta make a buck some how right?
Did you know that we’re a little over 98K on the word count for this book? That’s a little over 320 pages in a 6×9 novel. That’s pretty good and I’ve been writing for about what? a month straight? Hey! I should win Nano or something – oh yeah, that’s only in November. LOL.
“There were too many voices outside. The pastor said no one should be around,” Pari said worriedly, starting to walk to the front of the church.
Tanner followed behind her friend. “Maybe we should just lock ourselves in the-“
The front door to the church swung open and Donetello filled the doorway.
Pari and Tanner screamed in fright and ran down the aisle, but the shot of his gun going off made Tanner freeze on the spot. Pari fell at her feet. They had almost made it to the side entrance hallway dor that led out to the exit doors of the church.
Holding her arm, while Tanner helped her up, Pari gasped in pain where she had been shot in. Tanner quickly assessed the damage and was relieved it was just a flesh wound.
Taking off her sweater, she wrapped it around Pari’s arm and then looked back at Donetello who had stopped in the middle of the long aisle pointing the gun at them.
“I’ll kill her if you take another step, Tanner,” Donetello said, standing near the middle of the aisle aiming his gun at them.
Tanner moved Pari behind her for protection.
“What are you doing?” Pari whispered as Tanner nudge her to the doorway.
“He won’t kill me,” Tanner mumbled, trying not to move her lips, but keep eye contact with Donetello.
“Stop moving!” Donetello bellowed.
“Don’t kill her!” Tanner said loudly to him. “Let her go, please. You got me. You got what you want, Donetello.”
He smiled triumphantly. “I told you you’ll never get away from, Tanner. Didn’t I tell you?”
“Are you going to let her go?” Tanner asked.
He shrugged indifferently. “You’re right. I got what I came for.”
Tanner turned to Pari and stuffed her pouch in her hands. They were both crying,
knowing what Tanner was sacrificing and neither being able to escape what was going to happen.
“Get out of here!” Tanner hissed.
“I can’t leave you!” Pari sobbed desperately.
“Go!” Tanner screamed, hoping Pari would leave and find help very soon.
Pari rushed out the door and Tanner closed it behind her.
“Now come here, Tanner,” Donetello said. “You’re all mine.”
Slowly, Tanner turned to face the devil. Wishing all hell would open up and swallow him up.
Because he blessings had come to an end and there was nowhere to run.
She began to walk towards him, her feet feeling as it they were encased in cement and her heart slowly dying. Taking only baby steps, Tanner was frantically trying to think her way out of this.
‘Oh hell, girl! You’re in a church! Start praying!’ she yelled at herself.
Tanner started to pray like she never prayed before.
Tanners Devil Part 43.1(c) 2006 Sylvia Hubbard