Check out Hellfire Publishing’s newest, a New
Orleans set horror novel, just released today!
Synopsis
Benjamin Cain is struggling to adapt in a post
Katrina ravaged New Orleans as he ekes out a life as a mortician’s assistant.
With nowhere else to turn for comfort, he clings to a tequila bottle while he
slowly loses his grip on reality. However, Cain is about to find out that
alcohol only burns the throat and chest but it’s what’s in the chest that burns
the soul. Goaded by devils and delusions to seize control of his destiny, he
devises a covetous scheme to get his life back on track. Yet when his plans
come to fruition, Cain finds out that no one escapes their sins.
“You patched up my leg, Cain. You’re stupid, but
you’re no fool. You kill me and you’ll get the death penalty. You’re in enough
trouble, tough guy. Untie me now and maybe you’ll get off with just assault
rather than attempted murder.”
“Get on your feet, Bob.” Cain said pulling
Fontenot up by the rope around his neck.
Once on his feet Fontenot gasped for air but then
looked proud and satisfied, as though he had caught Cain in a bluff.
“The keys better be under the seat, Bob.” Cain
said shoving Fontenot towards the door.
Outside, the doctor led the way to the SUV. With
the padded barrel of the gun, Cain prodded him onward.
“Under the driver’s seat,” Fontenot motioned with
his chin.
Cain retrieved the set of bright metallic keys
from under the seat.
“If you get so much as a scratch on my new truck,
you’ll wish you had killed me.” The look on Fontenot’s face was a mixture of
hate and arrogance.
Cain opened the backdoor of the SUV. “Get on the
floor” he ordered. His voice cool and steady.
“Screw you,” Fontenot blustered.
Cain drove his knee into Fontenot’s gunshot wound.
Under the weight of the pain, the doctor fell into the floorboard of the
backseat. A legion of voices compelled Cain forward, urging him to let go of
reason and hold on to instinct.
“He’s not so big now is he? Do it. Where are his
snide comments now? Do it. Show him that you’re not weak. Do it. Show yourself,
you’re not weak. Do it. We’re waiting. Do it. Do it!”
Cain
placed the gun to the back of Fontenot’s head.
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Amazonhttp://www.amazon.com/Toe-Tags-Tequila-ebook/dp/B0089ODINU/ref=sr_1_26?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1339113794&sr=1-26
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https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/169782
Or
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dawn@hellfirepublishing.com
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