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The Parking Lot

(2020)
(The fourth book in the Red Night series)
A Novella by

 
 
AN OFFER FROM A CREEPY CONSPIRACY NUT.

Steve and Sonia are speeding towards the hospital with the wounded guy in back when they get a message from one of Steve’s competitors. He offers to help them out.

Both Steve and Sonia are shocked when the man announces he has been following them and has access to a doctor so they can interrogate the wounded man before turning him over to the authorities.

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Sneak Peek:

We didn’t make it far before my phone rang. Sonia and I both exchanged a glance. I had checked my phone for service but had forgotten about it in the aftermath of everything that had happened since we had left the beach.

“I guess we have service now,” I said, “wouldn’t that have been nice twenty minutes ago?”
Sonia snorted. “If only.”

“It’s not like it would’ve done us any good, but perhaps the authorities could’ve responded by now.”

The authorities.

I might have had a deep mistrust of the government, but even I still recognized that it was a necessary function of our society.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket while managing to keep my rifle pointed at the man in the back seat who appeared to actually be unconscious this time, doing my best to keep my gun below view of passing cars. I was convinced he was no longer faking, but I wasn’t taking any chances, so I kept my weapon pointed at him. My finger was on the trigger guard, ready to act at a moment’s notice.

“Who is it?” Sonia asked.

I looked at the phone and groaned. “Not him. Not now.”

I refused the call, sliding the phone back into my pocket while keeping my eye on the man in back. If he was going to make another move, that would’ve been his perfect opportunity.
I had the seatbelt wrapped around me, but my knees were on the seat and I was leaning back against the dash.

“Who was that?”

“Hatch,” I said, unable to keep the disdain for my voice.

“Hatch who?”

“I arched an eyebrow and looked over at Sonia. “Hatch’s Conspiracy? He harasses me all the time.”

“Oh. Him.”

Hatch ran a competing blog and was a very obnoxious person. He was the type who gave bloggers like me a bad name.

Genre: Thriller

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