Something New
June, 2016
by Angela White
Marc slipped into the trees at the edge of the road, not far
from where his vehicle was waiting. He scanned the area and saw dozens of fire
engines crawling with yellow clothed men trying to extinguish the fire, but there
were no signs of anyone else. Thick smoke blew over the dusty road and he
quickly ran toward the street, drawing surprises from the firefighters.
“Hey man!”
“Where did you come from?”
Marc didn’t stop to answer the busy men. They had worked to do
and he needed to get out of here.
Marc jogged down the side of the road, darting around
wildlife that was still fleeing ahead of the flames. The three walls of fire
had merged now to create one long bank of death that was destroying everything
in its path. Marc wasn’t even sure he would be able to use this road to get off
the mountain.
His worn-out Jeep came into view, causing Marc to increase speed
as relief gave him an extra burst of adrenaline. He slid into the driver’s seat,
reaching for the keys that he’d left in the ignition.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Marc froze at the sound of a gun being cocked. He didn’t
need to scan the tall, thin figure to know who it was. He had recognized the
voice.
“Is the boss’s wife still smiling?” Marc taunted.
The nasty punch took him by surprise, even though he had
instigated it. Marc slumped in the seat, dazed from the temple shot. Rough
hands pushed him over and slid behind the wheel of his jeep.
Marc struggled to come out of the daze, but another fist
slammed into his forehead and everything went dark.
The familiar movement of his jeep in unfamiliar hands
brought Marc back to alertness. He’d known someone might be waiting, but he’d
been in such a hurry to get out that he’d forgotten to check underneath the
vehicle. That was a common place for this type of hunter.
Sucking in a breath against his boiling guts, Marc used his
elbow and all of his weight to slam into the driver, neatly shoving the man up
and out of the vehicle. Open tops were convenient.
The man hit the ground beside the Jeep and skidded down the
incline, screaming as his ankle snapped.
Marc didn’t waste any sympathy. These hunters were as
ruthless as they came. Thankfully, they weren’t very smart.
Marc pulled the Jeep onto a wider area of the road, and
killed the engine. There were still at least half a dozen men tracking him, and
he wasn’t about to lead them back to his hotel room. He would never get to
sleep.
Marc exited the vehicle and took up a stationary position in
the weeds around the warm jeep. He didn’t think it would be long for someone discovered
his new location. He was a prize target in a great place to be taken. No longer
protected by his team or society, Marc was just another animal alone in the
wilderness. Anything could happen out here. To them. He didn’t plan on mercy. Interrupting
his vacation had been a huge mistake. The enemy hadn’t given him time to cool
off or relax. They’d come for the civilian. They would get the Marine.
This story will be released on 8/11. Here is a link to the page on my blog where all the store links will be added during release day/week.
www.amazon.com/Survivors-Book-One-Life-After-ebook/dp/B0049B31FW
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/survivors-book-one-angela-white/1100237361
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-survivors/id430914727?mt=11
https://books.google.com/books/about/The_Survivors.html?id=4OF5OF5Em8EC
https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/the-survivors-12
2 comments:
I am eagerly awaiting what happens with Marc! I am one of your avid readers and have read everything you have published.
Love and Peace,
Glenna
I can't wait to find out what happens with Marc. And am waiting impatiently.
Peace and Love.. Well survival anyway...
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