R Terry Mcanally

The Eliminator R Terry Mcanally

Publisher Marketing: There was a light mist in the air suddenly a car came up behind. Becky, she knew should have listened to Darnell and let him drive her. Whoever killed Royce is now after her, has he found her, he wants her dead, she knew she was going to die like Royce? Before she dies, she wants to know why__why is this happening to her, why had they killed Royce. As she sped down the road trying to escape, her car was racing out of control it crashed through a gated fence and onto a lawn. This was total insanity; she tried to turn the wheel into the skid, but she couldn't, she lost control. Her body flung forward, then back as the car hit a tree. Raising her hands in front of her face trying to protect it from flying glass as she flung forward again, about to hit the steering wheel, the airbag deployed, like a cork from a champagne bottle, it slammed hard against her hands causing them to smash into her face. She slammed backward her head hitting the headrest. The airbag released a choking cloud of powder, filling the car's interior. The pain was sharp, and biting, she tried to hold her breath to avoid breathing in the residue from the powder. The pain seared through her, vertigo and dizziness spun all around, fear twisted her thoughts; she was losing consciousness falling deeper into a blackness that she couldn't control. Off in the distance she could hear voices; they were coming for her... Oh, God no...