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Sample from COLOSSUS by @JettimusMaximus 

12/4/2015

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            I'm pleased to share a sample from the NEW Thriller from Moran Publishing - Colossus by Jette Harris. If you enjoy the sample and wish to view the book at Amazon, simply click on the book cover pictured below!

SAMPLE FROM COLOSSUS
BY JETTE HARRIS

            By the time he was done sweeping the floors, the shame had bedded back down. Z gathered the trash bags, checked once more to ensure the building was empty, then kicked open the back door. He could not help but feel the irony that a brilliant mind like his–a mind accepted to MIT–was pouring coffees and taking out the trash. Hoisting the bags up, he tipped them one-by-one into the dumpster squatting in the back corner of the parking lot. Brushing his hands as he turned, he was surprised to find Witt’s pearl white Nissan Titan still sitting in the far corner of the parking lot, next to an old red Jeep Cherokee. His brow furrowed. He was sure he had checked and double-checked that everyone had gone.
            That’s when he saw Witt.
            Witt was lying prone next to his truck. Z thought at first he was playing a prank. Then he noticed the blood seeping from Witt’s forehead, staining his strawberry-blonde hair a deeper shade of red.
            “Witt!” Z ran to crouch by his side. “Witt?” He pressed on his chest and shook him. “Witticus Maximus, wake up!”
            “What’s wrong?”
            He found Rhodes behind him. “Call an ambulance!” Z said, “He’s hurt–He’s bleeding.”
            Rhodes already had his phone in his hand, and dialed 9-1-1. “What intersection is this?” he asked as it rang.
Z had to think for a moment before he could recall the street names he repeated every day.               “Dallas and John Ward,” he finally stammered.
            “Yes, medical emergency,” Rhodes spoke into the phone. “Please send an ambulance to Dallas and John Ward. There are two boys here, injured… They’re in great danger.”
            “I’m not hurt; It’s just Witt,” Z tried to explain as Rhodes ended the call and tucked the phone into his pocket. Slowly, the pieces fell together in Z’s mind. He jumped to his feet, turning to confront Rhodes, but he was hit in the chest by a bolt of lightning.
He hadn’t noticed the Taser in Rhodes’s hand.
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