Mid Week Tease: Another Taste of Echoes of the Past

midweekteaseSince Friday is release day, I decided to give you one more tease from Echoes of the Past. Available for pre-order from SCP. This is a paranormal/suspense/romance.

This week’s tease:

Frantic pounding at the door woke Tony from a sound sleep. He looked at the alarm beside the bed—barely after eight.

“Professor Steele! Wake up! Please wake up? They’re dead, professor, they’re dead!” Jackson’s panic-filled voice jolted Tony into full consciousness.

EchoesofthePast_MEDWhat the hell? Dead? Who’s dead?

He jumped out of bed, grabbed the jeans off the floor where he’d dropped them the previous night, and hurried barefoot down the stairs to open the door. Jackson’s fist hovered in mid-air preparing to pound on the door again. Tony noticed the frantic look on the young man’s face and realized the water streaming down his cheeks was a mixture of rain and tears. The boy panted and Tony forced himself to assume a calm he didn’t feel. He needed to be strong to support Jackson in his obvious distress.

“What happened, Jackson? Who’s dead?” he asked abruptly, his tone as professorial as he could make it.

The young man pointed to the beach, to the spot where the woman had stood the night before. On the sand, next to a canoe and assorted branches and other debris, lay a lump of rags. Fear coursed through his veins, and his heart leaped into his throat. Instead of vanishing, had the woman been swept into the angry water? In that storm, a rip current could have formed and pulled her in.

He raced down the stairs, oblivious to the cold on his feet and the rain lashing at him as it had the night before. Jackson followed him. They stopped beside the body—no, bodies—feet ashore, heads under water.

“Oh, my God!” Aaron lay supine in the water, his face barely submerged. The head tucked under his, the body bundled inside the zippered jacket, must belong to either Lindsay or Lissa. He moved toward his students, intent on pulling them from their watery grave, but Isaac, the resorts handyman grabbed his arm.

“No, Professor. I’m sorry, but we can’t touch them. Kara’s called nine-one-one. We need to wait for the police.”

Tony heard a shrill scream and turned in time to see Lissa collapse to the ground. Jackson stood numbly beside her. It’s Lindsay then.

Check out the other teasers this week.

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