A Time To Kill Kindle Novels & Stories

The book had done very well. I had walked out of the dark of all of it. Eventually, I moved to a city by the sea. There was no Mason there. There was just my future, and it was bright.

Hunter checked his time. 11:24. His flight was at 14:00 hours. He had prepared everything and had packed all his gear. Leaving the country was not on his wishlist but there was nothing he could have done, that was his only way to stay alive. He didn’t expect Hilary to betray him like that. Trust, for him, was a big word but he relied on her. He knew she could deliver but along the way, love happened to her. It was the same love that got her killed. Hunter didn’t have any regrets on Hilary’s murder. Killing had become a hobby for him.

Time to claim this too. '

However, one sentence manages to stand out. “Time of Death: 4:42pm.”

“Kianna what the hell is that?” “Don’t drink it” “The hell I would” It is time… I should settle things with that person who wants to kill me. I look at the file that was sent this morning. This is a file I asked for Mr. Sebas son to do. We are not acquaintance in this timeline but I know what can make him obey me. A contract and money. The contract have qualifications. I already gained that for Mr. Sebas is a big person that can serve as my backing. I want to ask Drake but I don’t want him to be affiliated with my problems.

Or a wrong number. But it wasn't. With numb fingers, I reached for my phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up. It was a message from Vincent. It read: "Tick tock, sweetheart. You're running out of time. If you don't kill Killian and find the ledger soon, you're going to wish you had." My heart plummeted into my stomach. I stared at the text until the screen dimmed. Then I curled in tighter, pulling my knees into my chest, and I let the weight of everything settle on my shoulders.

Eliza, what do you think moves faster—your legs, or a radiation storm? At that, I shifted my gaze to the man still kneeling on the ground. "If you want to save people, I won't stop you." Then, I pointed east. "Two miles that way—there's an abandoned subway station. There are backup detonators inside. Since you're all so eager to help, why don't you go get one for him? It's only a few hundred zombies. You're kind-hearted and gentle—surely the zombies wouldn't have the heart to bite you."