Foreseeable Harm - Couverture souple

Lewis, M G

Couverture souple

ISBN 10 : 1535239646 ISBN 13 : 9781535239646

Editeur : CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2016

Synopsis

The sun was shining in Gabe's eyes. And his face was being washed with something rough. He opened one eye. A beautiful collie was licking his face and making little moans of concern. The collie's once-lovely coat was now wet, muddy, and tinged slime green by the bumper crop of algae flourishing in the ditch.
“Hey, Boy."
The collie, heartened by this greeting, wuffed a couple of times and then started barking in earnest.
A little boy in a t-shirt and shorts parted the reeds enough to spot him before pulling back. “Come here, Chance!” Chance wuffed but was loathe to leave his new friend.
Gabe said, “Little Boy, get your father...or mother...or somebody. I need some help.”
He heard footsteps running away; Chance wuffed and then leaped out of the ditch to follow his master. It seemed like a long time passed. He was thinking about trying to stand up when an imposing man-shape blotted out the sun.
He briefly wondered if it was his attacker/abductor come back to reclaim him, but the man said, “How the Hell? You drunk? Or high?”
“A long story. And no and no. Can you get me out of this ditch?”
Chance was jumping into and out of the ditch, barking like a fiend, clearly excited by this novel twist to his morning walk. The man discovered that Gabe's wrist was cuffed, and then discovered the cast iron radiator. “You sure you aren't high?”
“Very sure.”
The radiator was buried in the muck, but the man ripped it loose and heaved it onto the bank. Strong hands lifted him out of the ditch and deposited him next to his iron companion.
The man, who was still just a huge shape, said, “How the Hell did you get yourself cuffed to a radiator?”
“I didn't. Call the police. Now. Please.”
It was nice to be out of the water, but he should probably figure out why he'd been lured to Crisfield, clobbered, and kidnapped by a man in a white mask? But he may have taken a short nap instead

A propos du livre

Présentation de l'éditeur

So he had come to Crisfield to meet the guy on the phone. The anonymous guy who had told him that his mother, Leanne Bergeron, had been murdered twenty years earlier. Which had to be bullshit. His foster mother would have told him. But he had never asked Claire or Aunt Flo any questions. He hadn't wanted to remember her death. He still didn't. But he'd been in the house when she died, and the police would have talked to him, even if he was only ten? He'd waited long enough for this guy. It was late, and the only sound was the buzz of the street lights. He had a hand in his pocket to get his keys when an arm wrapped around his throat and tightened until he couldn't breathe. He clawed at the arm and tried to twist away, but he was being dragged to a white van like a fractious puppy. And then the guy persuaded him to stop struggling by smacking his head into the open door; twice. A guy in a dead-white mask had thrown him into the van like a sack of fertilizer, and he had no idea why, no idea at all.

Détails de l'édition

• Éditeur: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• Date d'édition: 2016
• Langue: anglais
• ISBN 10: 1535239646
• ISBN 13: 9781535239646
• Reliure: Broché
• Nombre de pages: 311
• Coordonnées du fabricant: Manufactured by Amazon on behalf of the author; https://www.amazon.fr/hz/contact-us; ; c/o Amazon Media EU S.à.r.l., 38 Avenue John F. Kennedy; Luxembourg; L-1855; Luxembourg