Magnum Force Man
He knew three things. His name was Jack Maddox. There was somewhere urgent he needed to be. And the woman had to be saved.
Beyond that, he only felt. The icy rain pricking his face. The heaviness of his fatigued muscles. The pervasive fear that chilled him to the bone. Not so much for himself, but for the woman.
Whoever she was. Wherever she was.
He had to find her before they did.
Whoever they were.
His sodden clothing was like a lead weight as he stumbled through the dripping forest. He didn't know how much longer he could keep going. He needed rest, food, sleep. It seemed as if he'd been running forever. Running from something and to someone.
But who? Who?
Keep going. Don't stop until you get there. You'll know it when you see it. You'll know her.
The picture in his mind was that of a tall, slender brunette with wide, knowing eyes. But it was only a vague impression. Her features were indistinct because his mental photograph kept changing. The one thing that remained the same, however, was the aura of danger that surrounded her. If he didn't find her in time, they would kill her.
Whoever they were.
He slowed for a moment to cat ... read full excerpt from: Magnum Force Man ebook
