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PJ Dunn Books
PJ Dunn Books
Category:
Mystery/Suspense
Publisher: Createspace
ISBN-10: 9781494744281
Type: Fiction
Pages: 190
Copyright: Jan 9, 2014
Price: $2.99 (eBook)
Retired Detective Mac O’Hara returns to the St. Louis Police Department to help solve a murder, only to find out there are four bodies and about to be more. The evidence points to implications of voodoo and black magic. But, the investigation takes on a new light, when Mac’s wife is kidnapped. Set in 1890's St. Louis, where serial murder, revenge, and the occult, all add mystery and intrigue to the Mound City Serial Murder File.
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Excerpt
Placing the lantern on a small table next to the wheel, he stood, staring at Ella and her scantily clad body. Andre didn’t speak. He moved next to her and leaned down. His large hand grasped the front of the thin shirt covering her breasts, and ripped it from her shoulders. He stepped back and adjusted the lantern for the light to shine more directly on Ella. Ella cringed, lowered her head, but there was no way to cover herself with her arms tied the way they were. Andre now began to talk to her, telling her how beautiful she was and how he wished someone like her would be interested in him. He then said he didn’t want kill her, but Ricardo and Jacque would make him do it.
Though Ella was extremely tired and scared, a little wheel in her head began to spin. “Andre, you are a very attractive and desirable man. There are many women who would like to have you as their man, including me.” Ella said in her most seductive voice she could manage at the time. Andre’s eyes opened wide as he stared at Ella again.
“NO, you lie to me.” Andre said angrily.
“No, Andre, no, no. you must not think that. You are big and strong. Why, you can have whatever you want, do whatever you want, and no one can stop you.” Ella was telling him.
“But Jacque and Ricardo, they don’t let me do what I want.” Andre lowered his head as he spoke.
“Andre, how can they stop you? They are not as big as you. They are not as strong as you. They can’t stop you.” Ella continued to try to convince him.
“You say that, do you really think that?” Andre asked.
“I don’t just think that, I know it, Andre.” Ella was trying hard to be convincing. “Andre, if you will just untie me, you can have what you want. No one can stop you.”
“But Jacque, Ricardo, they won’t let me.” Andre sounded disappointed.
“They can’t stop you, Andre. You can have what you want.”
“I know what I want and nobody can stop me.” Andre said loudly. He moved toward Ella, her heart felt like it was beating out of her chest, fearing what he would do. He reached out his hand, rubbed his fingers through her hair, and then quickly leaned over and began to loosen her restraints. Once she was loose, Andre backed up, and she stood before him. He stepped forward, taking her breasts in his hands. Ella reacted quickly, reaching up taking his face in both hands, then running her fingers down his cheek. She looked down to his right side where his large knife was rested in it’s sheath. “Oh. Andre.” Ella whispered in his ear. “Take that blanket folded in the corner and spread it over the table.” That did it, Andre was like butter in her hands. He reached for the blanket, unfolded it and began to spread it over the table. He straightened the blanket rubbing out all the wrinkles, so it would be perfect for Ella. He leaned over to reach the far left corner of the table. When he did, Ella leaned over his back. He could feel her breasts pressing into his back.
He tensed and started to move, but when she began to kiss his neck, he relaxed on the table. Hoping against the odds, Ella began to reach down Andre’s right side. In a swift move she grasped the handle of the knife and pulled it from its’ sheath. Before Andre realized what was happening, Ella raised the knife, placing the blade under his chin and with one swift slash, it was all over. Andre could not scream. All he could do was look at Ella, eyes wide as his life poured from the slice in his neck. Ella watched as Andre slowly fell to the floor. A deep breath, his eyelids fluttered slightly and it was over. Ella stood there for a moment, then said out loud, “you didn’t get what you wanted this time either, did you? By the way, Andre, I did want to kill you.”
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