Just as yummy as a Tuesday Treat recipe but with no calories! Today is the Facebook party for Susan Stoker’s Special Forces: Operation Alpha Kindle World. If you are on FB and haven’t joined Susan’s world group, be sure to do so today. CLICK HERE. Each author in the November launch has a time slot. There will be fun times and freebies. My time slot is 5-5:30 EST, 4-4:30 CST, 3-3:30 MST, and 2-2:30 PST. If you’re time slot is different, sorry. You’ll need to figure it out because every time I try to figure out world times zones, I break my brain. 😆
If you already own a copy of the book, I’m crossing my fingers that you enjoy reading it. And I hope you’ll take a few moments to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads. Please and thank you! Hint: You can click on the book cover to get to Amazon. Just sayin’… 😉
A guard reappeared, snagged Dana and dragged her off. When she got back to the cell, she corralled the kids, gesturing for them to huddle around her while she spoke.
“I’ve talked to the school and they’re negotiating,” she whispered, glancing over her shoulder to make sure they were alone. “We just need to stay calm, not piss them off, and with any luck at all, we’ll all get out of this unscathed.”
“This trip totally sucks, Ms. Peterson. I’d better get an A for all the hassle.” Kaylie leaned against the jock, Zach, and looked every bit the spoiled cheerleader.
Hours passed and the kids’ bitching grew in volume and nastiness. Even Elias, their resident geek, complained because they’d taken his smart phone and he couldn’t play any of his games—or hack into the NSA or something. When the metal cell door slammed open, even Clayton lost his swagger as two of the cartel members appeared.
“El Jefe wants you,” the guy she’d nicknamed Toothless drawled.
The other man grabbed and held her while Toothless ran his hands over her whole body, leering the entire time. “Gotta make sure you don’t got no weapons.”
Managing to control her reactions, Dana didn’t fight as she was led away, resolved to find some way to kill these men if they touched either of the girls. They led her from the basement dungeon into sunlight. The head of the cartel lounged next to his pool. What she initially thought was a shaggy lap dog turned out to be a woman’s head, vigorously bobbing up and down. Was she—? Dana gagged on the bile surging up her throat. Who did this kind of thing? Well, duh. The top guy in a Mexican drug cartel, obviously. Dana shouldn’t have been shocked, no matter how naive she felt.
“Good news, señorita. When the ransom arrives, your students will be free to go.” Relief washed over her but with a leering grin, he continued, “Too bad there is no money for you.”
Adrenaline rippled through her, leaving her skin tingling. A moment later, she was totally numb. Nothing worked—not her muscles, not her mind. She was going to die. Or worse.
Go forth and buy the book, or come to the party on the offside chance of winning a copy or an Amazon GC. I now return you to your regularly scheduled social media.