Taken By Storm
Chapter One
Burke Longton grabbed hold of his chains and scrambled to his feet as soon as the motley crew of five stormed his prison cell. He didn't know for whom, out of the six in the cell, they had come, but he intended to make sure he left with them. Two weeks in this stinking hellhole had been enough. He wanted out and he wanted home.
"There's little time," the tallest of the men said. "Follow our orders and we'll get you out of here."
Burke had no problem with that. Whatever it took to be free, he was ready, and it looked like the other prisoners agreed. All had gotten to their feet, some with difficulty, and held out chained wrists, eager to be rid of the weighted metal cuffs that had rubbed their flesh raw.
Their jailer suddenly stumbled into the room, and Burke glared at him. He hated the sight of the paunchy man. His entrance always heralded torture, and his enjoyment of his job was obvious from the constant smile he wore.
Only this time, the jailer looked fearful, his eyes wide, sweat pouring down his reddened cheeks.
"The keys!"
Burke b ... read full excerpt from: Taken By Storm ebook
