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What a tease…

Another excerpt I wanted to share… This bit actually comes a little earlier in the story than the last excerpt, but is another pivotal moment.

Does it intrigue you? 🙂

Movement came from the front of the house, a dark shape that stepped out, stopped, then ducked out of the passing spotlight, rising again when the light swept past and moved on to the next block of issues. Ryla seized her opportunity and ran out from behind her hiding place, coming up right behind him and clamping her hand over his mouth just before he straightened to full height, absorbing his scream.

“It’s me,” she whispered. By her estimate, she’d been only seconds away from him biting into her hand. He jerked in her arms—a natural reaction—then turned his head and peeled her hand off.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing-”

“Shh… They’re about to come back.” 

The spotlight pivoted again. Instinctively, they both ducked down, flattening to the ground. Leftover snow melted beneath them. She felt it soak into her jacket, sending a shiver up her spine. Tyson lifted his head, but Ryla didn’t need to look up to know the officers who were patrolling the compound were coming around the bend, their footsteps crunching on the slush that blanketed the pavement.

One… Two… Three…

Twenty should about do it. Ryla kept time in her head, then heard the footsteps fade. Tyson had already pushed himself off the ground and offered her his hand. 

“You could have gotten both of us arrested,” he hissed. “How did you even…” He shook his head. “You know what, never mind. I don’t want to know.”


“You can’t be here.”

“Just listen…”

“What are you doing here, anyway? You made yourself pretty clear this morning-”

“Would you shut up for a second??”

He fell silent, staring at her in the pale, silvery moonlight. 

“You were right.”


“I came back because… you were right. About everything.”



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Silicon Valley marketer by day, novelist-in-training by night--running addict, foodie, bookworm, pop culture enthusiast, and aspiring philanthropist in between.

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