The Plague

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Book excerpt

Chapter One

Sabrina Brooks dreamed she was inside a dark, gloomy warehouse dressed in an armored ninja uniform. She was with a tall, powerfully-built man who staggered ahead of her as if he was drunk. She had a modified blower in her hand and held it against the man’s shoulders as she prodded him through the darkness. Her senses were tingling, and her female instincts told her there was danger ahead. At length she heard faint sounds outside the warehouse, and by the approach she could tell they were unconcerned whether they were detected or not.

“Sergei!” a man’s voice bellowed as three men barged through the front door. “Did you kill that little dog? We need to leave here before the police arrive!”

“Wait, Yuri,” the second man pointed in Sabrina’s direction. “There he is. He may have been wounded, look at him.”

“Sergei, what has happened to you?” the leader called out. “Did you let that little scum of a man overcome you?”