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Old 10-25-2012, 08:17 AM   #48
B.K. Wright
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Cool Hell's Angel


“Steal a little and they throw you in jail. Steal a lot and they make you king.”

Buried beneath a mountain of student loan debt and with no means to pay it back, Malika reluctantly agrees to a year for year payback program in a remote and destitute part of the country. Thinking that a life without the finer things will teach their daughter a lesson in financial responsibility, the parents of the carefree young woman never expect their plan to backfire. Their plan not only backfires, but it erupts like a volcano when their dainty daughter commits a crime more heinous, in their eyes, than murder in the first degree.

Excerpt:
Malika noticed the determined look on Kevin’s face as well as the rifle in his hand. She heard gunshots from outside again and she screamed.

“It’s not safe for you here, Malika.”

“Where will I go?”

Kevin knew he shouldn’t do this, but it was the only way. “My place. Come on. Pack your bags and hurry.”

******

When the alarm sounded at six sharp, Malika was sound asleep. She didn’t hear the obnoxious ding of the wind-up clock, but Kevin heard it and he listened to the noisy thing for a solid ten minutes before storming into Malika’s room and shutting it off. He purposely slapped the dresser with his hand.

“What is it? Where are we?”

Malika’s chestnut brown hair was in her eyes and her white camisole top was giving Kevin quite the view. She had kicked the covers off during the night and the dark place covered with the tiniest bikini bottoms that Kevin had ever seen was more than enticing.

“When were you planning to turn this thing off?”

“I didn’t hear it.” Malika had never been very coherent when she first woke up and Kevin’s delight in her lack of lucidity was not helping matters.

He walked away, and Malika grabbed her bath items and yawned as she left her room. She passed by the door to Kevin’s room and glanced quickly and then willed her feet to move. He was lying on the bed, his legs apart with the loin cloth between them. A slight smile was on his face, as if he were expecting Malika to look.

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