About the Book
The hunter has become the hunted. Ryan Donovan comes face to face with his past demons which he thought had been buried forever. Now, riddles from beyond the grave threaten his future. Not knowing who he can trust, Ryan desperately tries to find answers before it is too late. Danger surrounds him in the high-stake game, and it will be winner take all. Will Ryan be able to solve this deadly puzzle before his nemesis takes all?
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Excerpt
Ryan peered into the darkness and listened carefully. His unspoken
prayer was answered when all he heard was silence. He may have been in some of
the most dangerous places on earth in his lifetime, but creepy crawlies freaked
him out.
Before long, Ryan’s right hand started to throb. Looking
down, he noticed his knuckles had turned white from holding the fire poker in a
death grip.
Five minutes later, Hunter rejoined Ryan with two LED
flashlights. Ryan took one of the flashlights and decided to keep the poker
with him on the quest before them. He chided himself for not taking the Glock,
which was secured in the glove compartment of the car. Quickly weighing the
probability of significant danger, Ryan decided not to retrieve the gun from
the car.
Using his shoulder as leverage, Ryan pushed the door open
wider and shone the powerful flashlight into the pitch-dark abyss looming in
front of him. The light barely cut through the blackness which unsettled Ryan.
Ryan admitted that night vision goggles would have been helpful at this moment.
He still was not convinced there weren’t any creatures lying in wait to attack
as soon as he stepped inside.
“If this was used as some type of storage area, there must
be a light source. I doubt Philip would be fumbling around in the dark,” Ryan
postulated while Hunter remained silent using Ryan as a human shield.
Trying not to think about what he might touch, Ryan gently
leaned the poker against the fireplace and focused the flashlight beam on the
right-hand wall while running his hand across it looking for a light switch.
Approximately five feet into the doorway, Ryan found what felt like a light
switch. Flipping the switch on, the space became dimly illuminated when the
overhead fluorescent lights flickered to life.
“Holy crap!” Ryan yelled, startling Hunter.
Hunter poked his head around Ryan and was astonished at what
he saw.
A spiral granite staircase descending to the depths below
presented itself to the two men. The secret passage was about seven feet tall,
six feet wide, and fifteen feet deep, by Ryan’s brief assessment. The space was
just large enough to fit the staircase. The air was stale, musty, and damp,
causing Ryan to instinctively wrinkle his nose. It was clear no one had
ventured down these stairs in many years based on the dust and cobwebs.
About the Author
Tracey L. Ryan currently resides in Massachusetts with her husband and has been a lover of mysteries most of her life. Tracey is devoted to giving her readers fast-paced suspense and mystery sprinkled with heart-pounding romance. By day, Tracey has turned her passion for creativity into a successful financial services marketing career.
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