Dead Hunt
To the thousands of outdoor enthusiasts who flock to Big Mountaineer Sporting Goods every weekend, the 140,000-square-foot flagship superstore is a paradise of towering timber beams, indoor archery ranges, rock-climbing walls, and aisles packed with high-end hunting and survival gear.
To twenty-three-year-old Genesis Bransgrove, it’s just the place where she works the outdoor-survival counter, trades dark-witted banter with the customers, and tries to keep her hands off Westry Freeson—the devastatingly handsome, fiercely protective twenty-three-year-old firearms specialist who has spent months driving her crazy with hungry glances and raw, commanding magnetism.
When an unexpected blizzard prompts store manager Abraham Lewis to initiate an early closing, eleven people remain trapped inside: Genesis, Westry, their coworker Bonnie, assistant manager Brody, logistics lead Mateo, customer service lead Dorothy, corporate auditor Alma, survivalist customer Everest, and high-rolling hunting client Pierce.
Then the automated night-lock system engages, dropping reinforced industrial security shutters over every window and exterior door.
The main power grid is severed. The landlines are dead. A military-grade RF scrambler silences their cell phones. And hidden in the pitch-black aisles of camouflage and carbon steel, an unidentified killer begins hunting them one by one, turning the superstore’s deadly arsenal—compound hunting bows, weighted diving gaffs, tactical skinning blades, pneumatic nailers, and ice-climbing picks—into instruments of absolute slaughter.
As the body count rises and paranoia tears the survivors apart, Genesis and Westry must rely on each other’s wits, primal instincts, and an explosive, unstoppable sexual obsession to survive the night. Because in this store, everything is a weapon... and the hunt has just begun.
To the thousands of outdoor enthusiasts who flock to Big Mountaineer Sporting Goods every weekend, the 140,000-square-foot flagship superstore is a paradise of towering timber beams, indoor archery ranges, rock-climbing walls, and aisles packed with high-end hunting and survival gear.
To twenty-three-year-old Genesis Bransgrove, it’s just the place where she works the outdoor-survival counter, trades dark-witted banter with the customers, and tries to keep her hands off Westry Freeson—the devastatingly handsome, fiercely protective twenty-three-year-old firearms specialist who has spent months driving her crazy with hungry glances and raw, commanding magnetism.
When an unexpected blizzard prompts store manager Abraham Lewis to initiate an early closing, eleven people remain trapped inside: Genesis, Westry, their coworker Bonnie, assistant manager Brody, logistics lead Mateo, customer service lead Dorothy, corporate auditor Alma, survivalist customer Everest, and high-rolling hunting client Pierce.
Then the automated night-lock system engages, dropping reinforced industrial security shutters over every window and exterior door.
The main power grid is severed. The landlines are dead. A military-grade RF scrambler silences their cell phones. And hidden in the pitch-black aisles of camouflage and carbon steel, an unidentified killer begins hunting them one by one, turning the superstore’s deadly arsenal—compound hunting bows, weighted diving gaffs, tactical skinning blades, pneumatic nailers, and ice-climbing picks—into instruments of absolute slaughter.
As the body count rises and paranoia tears the survivors apart, Genesis and Westry must rely on each other’s wits, primal instincts, and an explosive, unstoppable sexual obsession to survive the night. Because in this store, everything is a weapon... and the hunt has just begun.
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