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Val
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Val
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Val

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Sentenced a victim, Discharged a Hit man. She's out on the loose and the only thing on her mind is Payback. After years of torture and survival and pain and gain, she'd stop at nothing to make sure the people responsible for making her life hell these past years are out of the picture.
Does Valerina succeed in this quest for payback? or does it only lead her to more heartbreaking truth?
There's only one way to find out.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherGabriel Pope
Release dateMar 13, 2015
ISBN9781310768262
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Gabriel Pope

Gabriel Pope is a young African writer. He is the Author of With Love From Santa which peaked at #14 Bestseller for Teen and Young Adult category while it was Free. He spends his writing time on creating short stories since school engulfs all the other space. He tries out pretty much every genre and his current project is a collection that should be up by summer. Meanwhile, i'm publishing a story every month so...Let's just keep our fingers crossed... ;)

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    Val - Gabriel Pope

    V A L

    By Gabriel Pope

    Smashwords Edition| Copyright 2015 Gabriel Pope

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    Table Of Content

    Prologue

    Some things are worth killing for

    Epilogue

    Bonus

    Author Bio

    Prologue:

    The door creaked open and then there was a light bump and a click sound which signaled that someone had gotten in; it made my heart miss several beats as I jerked on the bed, my eyes full of fear and his, dread. He hurriedly pulled on his pants and made for the living room as the noise of things shattering started and I followed slowly behind.

    Who are you guys? he asked as he tried to stop one of them from destroying our picture frame. I watched with fear, maddening fear as these three armed masked men tore up our little paradise. The guy with the picture frame smashed it into Morgan’s head, sending splinters of glass into the air while some scarred his head. Blood flowed profusely from his head as he was flung to the center of the room, shattering the fine glass center table. I was limp all the while and it seemed I was invisible until I made an eye contact with one of them, he charged in my direction with a terrifying gaze fixed on me.

    Please-please don’t hurt me I whimpered running into the bedroom for refuge. Loud thumps followed behind me as I shut the door and stood behind it hoping that would keep him out but no, the door broke free as he forced it open. He picked me up from the floor with ease and made for the bathroom, my legs fluttering and my hands jabbing at his back but still, all proved abortive.

    "Now this should be quite easy Chica the huge guy said to me with a broad smile, his Mexican accent was most in evidence. You just stay in here and you don’t get hurt. Consiguelo? [Spanish: Get it?]"

    Leave us alone, I’ll kill you I screamed as I charged towards him. He pushed me back but I went at him again, that was when I felt the hardness of his backhand as he lashed my face with so much force that made me shatter the hand wash with my jaw. There was a moment of dizziness as I lay in my own pool of blood. I was blacking out but the loud yelling from the living room still happened to appeal to my consciousness, I managed to pick myself up off the ground, dragging my body towards the living room with blood dripping down my torso and my foot leaving a bloody patch.

    Where is it? ... Money… delivery… Company… I couldn’t make out any meaning from their conversation as I approached the living room. I watched with blurred vision as Morgan said something in a language I couldn’t understand, "vivir a lo grande en el inferno [Spanish: Live large in Hell]" The skinny guy with a sportsman build said, pointing the barrel of his gun at Morgan.

    No, no I muttered, leaning on a drawer for support. The gun made an almost silent sound and Morgan’s body dropped to the floor. No!! I cried feebly, falling to the floor.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    I didn’t do it I said almost inaudibly.

    Then how’d you explain your finger prints on the weapon and you being at the site of the murder?

    I DON’T KNOW I replied with so much effort that I felt my jaw throbbing under the large bandage that was wrapped over my head. There

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