Checkmate (Caitlin Calloway Mystery Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Not that it mattered now. CC understood all too clearly that in the very near future she would be dead. If not dead, teetering very close to the edge of death. Hell of a time to find out she’d been right all along. She found it hard to be smug. Self-satisfaction failed to mesh with the act of digging her own grave.She trembled ever so slightly each time the shovel crunched against the earth. She paused for a moment to brush the sweat from her brow.“Keep digging.” Her companion stressed the point by aiming the 9mm at CC’s body.“Maybe I’m not in a hurry.” CC couldn’t resist taunting her captor.Her impertinence was answered by a loud click of the gun’s hammer being cocked. The click echoed through the dark woods. “Haste does make waste,” CC quipped in a valiant effort to mask the fear coursing through her body.Boldly she gripped the handle of the shovel before thrusting it into the dirt. “Although,” she slowly began toying with the dirt. “I must say shooting me down like a dog and ditching my body in the woods lacks a certain finesse.
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