RECLAIMING OUR OWN: How would you react if one of your loved ones was abducted from a seemingly safe environment?

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How would you react if one of your loved ones was unexpectedly abducted from a seemingly safe environment?
Would you fall apart and wait for life to pass you by, hoping and praying that your loved one would return?
Would you continue to be there for your family and allow the authorities to do their job?
Or would you take matters into your own hands and do whatever necessary to reclaim your own?

Description

When his nephew is kidnapped, former Army Ranger Brett tries to intervene but is himself taken hostage. He and his former Ranger team find it’s part of a deeper conspiracy.

Blood, mixed with dirt, is a familiar taste to him. As the dirt blends into the blood, it forms a pasty consistency that is difficult to spit out. There is enough of the mixture present to restrict his breathing. He turns his head to the right and coughs in an effort to clear his mouth.

It’s a weak attempt resulting only in a large dribble down the side of his cheek. His eyes are slow to open and his vision is blurred. Lifting his left hand, he reaches to the back of his head to inspect the pain and wetness. He uses he left arm as leverage to roll over onto his stomach. The concrete floor is cold on his face, but this position allows him to clear his mouth.

A change of position brings no relief to any of the pain. It’s a struggle to get both arms out from underneath his body. With palms down, he extends his arms and pushes his body back into a four-post position. His head feels like it weighs fifty pounds, as he lifts it to look for a way out. His vision starts to clear and a metal door appears in the distance.

Right hand forward, right knee forward, left hand forward, left knee forward, right hand forward, right knee… “Aaaaahhh!” His upper body collapses. His head bounces off the floor and his vision returns to a blur. Now on his left side, he squints his eyes to get a look at his ankle.

Blood streams from the rusted chain into his white socks. It’s a struggle to get back on all fours and push himself to the back wall, below the window.

The air is brisk, and the sun is rising. “Where the hell am I?”

 

Additional information

Author

Genre

Thrillers & Suspense

SKU

B07Z338GNR

Binding

eBook

Number Of Pages

302

Publication Date

October 13, 2019

Publisher

Pants-free for Life

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