Blurb
Now this is the blurb from the back of my book - 5PM tells the story of a real estate agent named Terry, who has it all, a beautiful loving wife, a young son and daughter and a successful career which provides him with a wealthy lifestyle. Things soon change when his best friend and workmate Roger introduces him to an animated chat program, and the blonde woman he meets in the online world seems to find him in the real world, which leads to a whirlwind of disturbing internet chat, infidelities and murder. Can Terry get himself out of this mess before he loses his soul and life? Or is he too far gone to bring normal back to his life?
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EXCERPTS –
DAY 9
All my life, I never imagined the hiding place I used for my porno mags as a teenager would be the same place I would be hiding for my life as an adult. However, here I am, lying beneath a dusty old blanket my dearly departed grandmother made for me when I was a snotty-nosed little brat, underneath a trapdoor in my childhood bedroom. Down here, the stench fills my nostrils, and I hate to think how many animals have pissed here over the years since it’s been abandoned since I left home nearly twenty years ago.
Dust coats everything in this shallow hatch like icing on a cake. And I dare not breathe too heavily for fear I might sneeze from dust inhalation and give my location away to the person hunting me.
I can hear the clicking of heels on wooden floorboards as the hunter walks from one room to another without muttering a single word. The sound of approaching footsteps echo throughout the house louder than any shouted threat and encompasses with much more menace. I should just give myself up because I know it’s just a matter of time before I’m found.
I could plead for my life. I could offer money, lots of money. I fear I could end up dead anyway, though. Every few seconds the footsteps cease, leaving me to assume my predator is scouring every nook and cranny of each room they come across.
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