Thriller & Suspense

Spider's Web (Magdalena #3)

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Synopsis

Maggie has a target on her back. After three years in hiding, she is restless and underestimates her enemies. She re-enters the real world on a weekend beach trip with her mom only to find her past is waiting for her. In an instant, Maggie's life is forever changed. Separated from her team and unsure who to trust, Maggie tries to navigate her new reality. Will she be able to choose her future or will she remain trapped in the web of enemies she has created?

CHAPTER SEVEN

As they came down the street toward the house, Maggie noticed a black SUV with blacked-out windows parked about a block away. The sun was nearly set, so she couldn’t see inside the windshield. She didn’t want to panic Celeste, but she wanted to get inside quickly. Only one type of person drove cars like that.

“Celeste, leave the bags in the car until tomorrow. We need to get inside.” Celeste looked at her sideways. “What’s going on, Maggie?”

“Probably nothing, but there’s a blacked-out SUV about a block away that wasn’t there when we left earlier. I think Shep just has me a little paranoid. We’ll call him when we get inside.” Celeste’s hands were shaking as she turned the car off and pulled out the keys. Maggie put a hand on her arm to calm her.

“Celeste, this house has an airtight security system. We’re safe once we get inside,” Maggie reassured her.

Celeste watched in fear as Maggie pulled her Glock out of her purse. Maggie didn’t want to frighten Celeste, but she knew she needed to have her gun ready for their safety.

Maggie and Celeste got in the elevator and Celeste let out a sigh of relief. Maggie’s heart sank when the elevator opened in the interior hallway. The system wasn’t armed. She knew she’d set it before they left that afternoon. Celeste noticed too. She gripped Maggie’s arm.

The sun was below the waterline, and Maggie could barely see her hand in front of her face. The night was turning cloudy. With Celeste holding onto her tightly, Maggie headed through the building. By memory, Maggie moved along the walls to her bedroom. She could see well enough that a quick survey told her no one was in plain sight. She closed the bedroom door silently and led Celeste into the bathroom, Glock first. Maggie checked that it was clear.

“Keep your cell in your hand,” she said to Celeste, keeping her voice low. “Get down in the bathtub, and don’t open the door.”

Celeste grabbed her hand and shook her head, a pleading look in her eyes begging Maggie to stay.

Maggie leaned in close and whispered in Celeste’s ear. “They are here for me, not you. Stay safe, call Shep. I’ll go take care of the intruders.” Maggie kissed her mom’s cheek and locked the bathroom door as she closed it. Then she closed her bedroom door and went out into the house.

Maggie wasn’t alone. She could feel people around her in the dark. She slowly moved through the family room, staying away from the uncovered window. She was almost to the kitchen when she spotted the first intruder, lurking near the kitchen window. She didn’t wait for him to spy her. She put a bullet in his gut. The noise from the Glock brought commotion from upstairs. Maggie dove behind the sofa and aimed toward the stairs in anticipation. Two men came running down. Maggie shot the first one in the knee and he rolled down the rest of the flight in agony. She got the second man in the upper arm and thigh and felt a stinging in the side of her neck. She felt for blood but there was none. It was a dart. She looked up to see a fourth man coming in from the front door. Her neck burned. Then the blackness set in.

****

Celeste had phoned Shep and had held the phone out for him to hear whatever he could through the closed door. With the other hand, she muffled her cries every time she heard gunfire. Next thing she knew, she heard the bedroom door open and two masculine voices. Shep was listening too.

“What about the other broad?” asked one man. His voice strained at the edges, as if he was injured.

“Leave her,” said another man. “She didn’t see any of us, and you all made so much noise the cops will be here soon. This was supposed to be a quick extraction. How did one girl take down three of my contractors? Not to mention, Roger is going to be pissed when he sees what we did to his house. There’s blood everywhere. Grab the spread and we’ll roll her in it. Get her purse and suitcase too,” ordered the other man, who seemed to be in charge.

“What are we, her valet service?” the injured man asked gruffly.

“Just shut up and do what D’Angelo ordered. We have to get out of here and to the airstrip, pronto.”

There was a quick, muffled rustling of something being wrapped in blankets and a soft groan. The uninjured man gave a grunt of exertion as he took the weight of it. That was Maggie, Celeste realized, tears stinging her eyes and her hand covering her mouth to keep a scream from escaping. The men’s footsteps grew faint as they left the bedroom and, in the distance, a trunk slammed and a car pulled away.

“Celeste? Celeste?” Shep was trying to talk to her.

“Shep, they’ve got Maggie.” Celeste was crying. “What should I do?”

“Stay right where you are. The local cops are on their way. They’ll come get you. Bernardo and I are 46 Spider’s Web already headed that way. I’ll hold the line with you, if you want, until the police come,” Shep offered.

Celeste heard sirens. “I think they’re here, but stay with me, just until they come to my door, to make sure.”

The local police took one look at the scene and called for a couple of ambulances. They found Celeste in the bathroom and took her to the hospital to get checked out for injury or shock. She was so hysterical she could barely give a statement.

About the author

Shannon graduated Phi Kappa Phi from the College of Journalism and Communications at the University of Florida. She's been writing since her teens and has dreamed of being a novelist. The Magdalena Series is a dream come true for her. She is currently expanding her genre with a paranormal thriller. view profile

Published on March 19, 2020

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110000 words

Genre: Thriller & Suspense

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