“We found another body! Eleven!”Eleven, the total count of dead bodies found under water.Who could be responsible?Detective Jake paused, looked befuddled and short on thoughts and words. “The count should be ten… the bodies should be ten and not eleven!”He was sure as he could ever be about the body count; one for every year and eleven just wasn’t right. “Something is wrong!” he concluded, he looked back and gasped as the dragged bagged body looks just like the ones he had dropped in there.There was never meant to be an eleventh body… something didn’t feel right… something wasn’t.Agent Sean Stein, an intelligence officer from the anti-terrorist watch team has been brought in by the top CIA operatives to unravel the mysteries surrounding the bodies and hunt down the serial killer.For what reasons could Agent Stein be drafted to handle this case? Something else is at play here.The police at NYPD ran some of the prints and Susan, Agent Stein’s ex-wife was one of the victims.Sean wasn’t going to get all soft now because he had heard his ex-wife who left him and ran off got killed.One thing he didn’t know is that his ex-wife was pregnant with his child when she was murdered.“Believable characters and a compelling storyline “____Library Journal“Every page bears a fresh surprise, a believable high-tech thriller” ___ Indie awards.org“Heart pounding thriller! This book is going to keep you glued” ____ Daniel Simmons
Chapter One Watching the cloud stroll by and the heavens looking like it was about pouring down torridly, Sean Stein stared at his watch and temporarily dragged himself out from the outside view of the office he had not once but many times been invited into for the wrong reasons. His persistence towards finding out what he had been called to the head office for had been shut down time and time and again, but he senses something deeper was at work. “I didn’t get into trouble this time around, did i?” he thought to himself with a rather whimsical smile tearing his face apart. He had been warned and his last straw was the last time he shot a witness in the name of self-defense during a drug bust gone bad. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat and clearing his throat while he tossed a mint gum
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