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Kaitlynn and her two children

Chapter 10 

Word Count: 1055    |    Released on: Today at 16:05

was bigger than the entire Richmond farmhouse. The furniture was antique

said, pointin

ng her back straigh

have?" Helen asked, getti

"Blueberry basil, and rosemary

n you produc

ace, limited ingredients. But she had time, and she had sk

the arm of her chair. "Twen

beat, but she kept her fa

een a

For a pie of this quality, using fresh herbs and premium fruit, it w

andard order, that would be acceptable. But you're asking for my entire weekly production on an exclusive basis

sn't used to being challenged

"And I'll develop a new, exclusive flavor just

e. Three hundred and sixty dollars a week. I'll pay for the first week upfront. Cash." She reached into her

han she had seen in months. It was enough to fix

by Friday," Kaitlynn s

signaling the end of the

r purse. She walked out of the mansion in a da

bought new shoes for Paige, a warm jacket for Cason, and even a set of clothes for the bo

ater Creek. The sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange an

ad woken up in this nightmare,

own. Kaitlynn gathered her bags and steppe

ad toward her house, she saw som

ple on her por

th grey hair pulled back in a severe bun. She had a f

chmond. Her m

at, stepping off the porch. "Look

r grip on the shoppin

my daughter arrested! You turned the whole town against us! And now you're parad

rches, watching the spectacle. Dawn stood

"She's got new clothes. She mu

her hands reaching for the

race that surprised the older woman. Temperance

ted into rage. "Why, you little-" She raise

all these witnesses. If she hit Temperance, the fragile image of the

her body tilted at an impossible angle, her shoulder dropping. To the onlookers, it was a clumsy, terrified retreat. In reality, i

om

. Cason and Paige ran out,

ning himself between the old woman and his mother. He spread

uch my mother

h disgust. "Get out of my way, you little b

lations, the strategic retreat, the concern for her

touched

ance's wrist like a vise. She squeezed,

her eyes going wide

old woman's. Her eyes were no longer the eyes of a

said, her voice low and deadly. "Or

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Kaitlynn and her two children
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“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.”