Dead Aim
Chapter One
Arapahoe Junction, Colorado
October 15
"I know I'm late, dammit." Alex Graham's hand clenched on her cell phone. "I'll
get those pictures to you as soon as I can."
"You'd get them to me sooner if you'd stop working in the rubble and start
taking pictures of those rescue workers whose job it is to do it," Jim Karak
said sarcastically. "Old news is no news, Alex. That dam broke almost a week ago
and the magazine goes to press in two days."
"They're still digging survivors from the landslide caused by the dam break."
"Then you should be taking warm, heroic pictures instead of manning a shovel.
You're breaking one of the cardinal rules. You're becoming part of the story."
"There may be people alive beneath that-" It was no use. Karak had one priority
and that was the story. "You'll get the pictures." She hung up and leaned back
against the wall and rubbed her temple. God, she was tired. She'd be lucky if
Karak didn't call her back and tell her to find another magazine to publish her
work. She wasn't being fair and certainly not professional. If she hadn't had a
decent track record before this, Karak would have ... read full excerpt from: Dead Aim ebook
