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Kaitlynn and her two children

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 821    |    Released on: Today at 16:05

tal bed. Cason's eyes fluttered open. He didn't move, didn't stretch. He just lay there

he chair beside his

e, but the tone was flat, interrogative. It wasn't the questi

ing her voice calm and even. "She and Dwayne ar

s dark eyes studied her face, search

e diff

he admitted. "I realized something last night, Cason. I realized that if I don't get stro

d by something else-surprise, maybe even a fragile hope. H

looking refreshed in a crisp shirt and tie

which was the most hon

reflexes. "You're a tough kid. You can go home today. I'm w

"Doctor, I insist o

pay me back by getting those kids

, Kaitlynn felt the weight of the town's gaze. People stopped talking as they wa

Sutkowski a

in his

almost sold by her

a tragedy, and she was giving them one. No one questioned why a meek widow had suddenly turned in

he perfe

ed the front door, and the furniture was overturned.

en glass. Paige helped, picking up scattered toys. Cason stood

hour, h

om

d sweeping. She

loor. "While I was asleep. I dreamt that Dad buried a metal box unde

. The original Kaitlynn didn't know about any box, which meant this

doubt him f

r tone casual. "Well, when we're done

, clearly expecting an argument, a dismis

ka

ynn knew her son was hiding something massive, and he knew she wasn't

ond sat across from his wife, Dawn. She was

I swear! She went crazy

-he wasn't stupid. But she was a Richmond, and the

going home. And you're going to stay aw

ked out of the jail, she looked back over her

ng at the road. She knew this wasn't over. Dawn was ou

e wouldn't just be defending hersel

this house. And then, she

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Kaitlynn and her two children
Kaitlynn and her two children
“Top DEA agent Kaitlynn Bruce woke up to a heavy, chemical lethargy, only to realize she was trapped in the body of a weak, abused war widow. Before she could even process her new reality, she heard her sister-in-law counting cash, selling her unconscious body to a local thug for a measly two hundred dollars. The thug dragged her new seven-year-old son, Cason, into the bedroom. "Mommy!" When the boy reached out, the man brutally kicked his small body into a wooden doorframe, leaving him gasping and bleeding on the floor. Memories flooded Kaitlynn's mind. Her predecessor was a pathetic doormat whose husband's military pension had been bled dry by these greedy in-laws, leaving her children to starve and suffer endless abuse. But as Kaitlynn looked at the bleeding boy's dark, unnervingly alert eyes, a chilling piece of DEA intelligence clicked in her mind. Cason Richmond. The name, the town, the abusive aunt-it all matched the classified files of the "Director of the Hive," the most ruthless and feared cartel puppet master in the criminal underworld. How could this battered, starving child be destined to become the ultimate monster she used to hunt? The original widow's tragic death was supposed to be the catalyst that pushed this boy into total darkness. But Kaitlynn Bruce was not a victim. Adrenaline burning through the drugs, she cracked the thug's neck with a brass lamp and choked the sister-in-law against the wall. Looking down at the boy who was supposed to become a global nightmare, she made a vow. She was going to rewrite his script, even if she had to burn the whole world down to do it.”