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The Evil Within Him: Novel Excerpt
The Evil Within Him
Copyright (c) 2007 by Alberta Parish
He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out her car keys, then angrily threw them at her. She bent down and picked them up. She ordered him to his feet. Again, he didn't move. "If you don't get your azz up right now, I promise you, I'm gon' crack that head!" Her fury was apparent.
Slowly, Ken stood to his feet, watching her. "What, now you gon' kill me?" he said sarcastically, chuckling.
"Naw, you ain't worth it. I'm gon' turn you in to the police."
"With what? Sweetheart, you have no evidence. All you have is your word against mine."
"See, that's where you're wrong. I have all the evidence I need. Tape-recorded evidence is what's up, if you want to convict somebody. See?" She lifted her bloody peach shirt and revealed a tiny tape recorder that hung from a thin, dark string, just above her navel.
Ken's eyes widened when he saw the recorder taped around her waist. The tape wound around her, like a belt. The recorder would indefinitely seal his fate if she turned it in to authorities. He was not going to allow that to happen, not under any circumstances.
"Don't get any crazy ideas, because I will kill you, you fvcked-up, murdering mistake from Hell," Shantel said. "God will forgive me later." She noticed the Glock in his hand. If it had bullets, he would have used it by now. "Toss the gun!" He furiously flung it a few feet away. It was of no use to him now, anyway. Not only had he forgotten to put bullets in it, he couldn't find any in the car. He had stopped looking for them when, feeling stupid, he realized that the bullets were in his car, not hers.
Start walking!" Ken knew he could easily overpower Shantel, but decided to play along until they got back to the car. Then he would make his move. Killing her and burning the tape recording would be easy. Standing behind the trunk, Shantel raised the lid. "Get in," she told Ken.
She stepped back as he approached. Even though he was now co-operating, she held the shovel high, anticipating that he would lunge at her. Pretending to climb into the trunk, Ken suddenly turned and leaped. She stumbled, almost losing the shovel. Ken grabbed the shovel's handgrip. For a long moment, the two struggled, but soon it became clear that Shantel was no match against her powerful husband. He forcefully pried the shovel from her hands.
"Well, now, lookie here! Got yo' azz now, don't I?" he said, gleeful at having gained control of the situation. He lifted the shovel and swung.
Shantel turned suddenly, and took off running up the dirt road. A track pro in high school, the skill was highly useful to her now, as she ran for dear life.
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Copyright (c) 2007 by Alberta Parish
He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out her car keys, then angrily threw them at her. She bent down and picked them up. She ordered him to his feet. Again, he didn't move. "If you don't get your azz up right now, I promise you, I'm gon' crack that head!" Her fury was apparent.
Slowly, Ken stood to his feet, watching her. "What, now you gon' kill me?" he said sarcastically, chuckling.
"Naw, you ain't worth it. I'm gon' turn you in to the police."
"With what? Sweetheart, you have no evidence. All you have is your word against mine."
"See, that's where you're wrong. I have all the evidence I need. Tape-recorded evidence is what's up, if you want to convict somebody. See?" She lifted her bloody peach shirt and revealed a tiny tape recorder that hung from a thin, dark string, just above her navel.
Ken's eyes widened when he saw the recorder taped around her waist. The tape wound around her, like a belt. The recorder would indefinitely seal his fate if she turned it in to authorities. He was not going to allow that to happen, not under any circumstances.
"Don't get any crazy ideas, because I will kill you, you fvcked-up, murdering mistake from Hell," Shantel said. "God will forgive me later." She noticed the Glock in his hand. If it had bullets, he would have used it by now. "Toss the gun!" He furiously flung it a few feet away. It was of no use to him now, anyway. Not only had he forgotten to put bullets in it, he couldn't find any in the car. He had stopped looking for them when, feeling stupid, he realized that the bullets were in his car, not hers.
Start walking!" Ken knew he could easily overpower Shantel, but decided to play along until they got back to the car. Then he would make his move. Killing her and burning the tape recording would be easy. Standing behind the trunk, Shantel raised the lid. "Get in," she told Ken.
She stepped back as he approached. Even though he was now co-operating, she held the shovel high, anticipating that he would lunge at her. Pretending to climb into the trunk, Ken suddenly turned and leaped. She stumbled, almost losing the shovel. Ken grabbed the shovel's handgrip. For a long moment, the two struggled, but soon it became clear that Shantel was no match against her powerful husband. He forcefully pried the shovel from her hands.
"Well, now, lookie here! Got yo' azz now, don't I?" he said, gleeful at having gained control of the situation. He lifted the shovel and swung.
Shantel turned suddenly, and took off running up the dirt road. A track pro in high school, the skill was highly useful to her now, as she ran for dear life.
Order now The Evil Within Him at Amazon.com or BN.com!
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