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Secrets in the Shadows Pro4 of 5 (preview)Secrets in the Shadows
Prologue 4: The Orphans
‘Am I going to die?’
His heart was beating out of his chest. Bullets of sweat dripped from his mask-covered face. He crouched in the corner of the closet; silent, scared, petrified. The sounds from behind the closet door were loud—he could hear the ransacking of furniture and the barking of orders. They were looking for him.
It all happened so fast; from bouncing on his father’s leg to seeing him brutally murdered behind the cracked closet door. He mentally kicked himself for allowing curiosity to take over, then even harder when he left the door cracked. He could still hear his Father’s trembled words, the last he would ever hear enter his ears. Silent tears began to form in his big innocent eyes but he wiped them away hastily in fear of even the drop of one would alert the invaders. Booming voices began to echo throughout the small cottage
“Where is he!?! Find the little Brat!!”
Secrets in the Shadows Prologue 1 of 5
Secrets in the Shadows
Prologue 1: Death Comes Slowly
“Where is he?!!” yelled the silhouette figure surrounded by what looked like guards in the room.
“I have no idea what you are talking about, toad,” said the other figure in a surprisingly calm and centered voice on the count of standing alone.
“Don’t mess with me, Conner!!” The figure barked with pure venom that sent a bone chilling shiver that went through the young cub’s spine, “I know you’re smuggling that disgusting child of yours somewhere in this pathetic excuse for a house; now where is he!!?”
The lone figure’s shadow visually tensed up in rage of hearing someone calling his son disgusting. Stepping out of the shadows stood the young cub’s father, Conner Cooper; a tall and lean raccoon wearing his usual tattered attire; a torn blue shirt, a frayed yellow sweater vest with black pants and dark blue dress shoes. The young cub looked a lot like his f
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