Chapter 29
“Why didn’t you just grab him at the airport when you had the chance?” Jennings asked. They were in Jennings’s office and he was pacing the floor in front of a seated and relaxed looking special agent Spencer, his frustration palpable. “He’d be alive right now if you had.”
Chapter 28
Annie sat in stunned silence as the jet raced through the night-sky at thirty-five thousand feet above sea level. She stared out the window into an unyielding wall of darkness as almost ten years of her life dissolved before her eyes. Numb and unable to weep, she was trying to sort out her emotions. Yesterday, in a state of shock, she had watched the news of the crash unravel on the television set in her father’s study. The announcer said that the conflagration had been so great that there was little identifiable left in the wreckage.
Dear readers,
Below you will find the beginning of Part Three of my long novel, Soul Thief. A little late, but here it is. It is an especially long chapter, 22 standard pages or about 11,000 words. Again I would like to thank you guys and gals for staying with me on this, for your patience and understanding. For the most part this novel is being written on the fly, which is to say, a chapter a week, even as I am working on a multitude of other projects and trying to meet several deadlines. So I hope you will forgive me if I’m not exactly on schedule from week to week. I am doing my best to craft the best possible story under the circumstances and like you, I am anxiously awaiting the payoff, which will come, I promise you.
So, without further ado, here we go—
Mark