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An excerpt from my rewrite:

Kawanee Hamilton

“All right Glen; let her out.” Ron handed the keys to Glen. “If she tries anything tranq’ her, and maybe I’ll let you have some fun with her.”

Shiloh felt the tension in the air as she crawled out of the cage and straightened up. Everyone expected that if something was going to happen, it would be now. When the blisters on her feet broke open, Shiloh hissed in pain and limped her way over to the door with Glen flanking her. Todd pulled it open positioning himself just behind it. She had no choice but to continue out into the hall or risk the chance that Ron would catch on to what they were doing.

*Turi?* Shiloh hesitated to give him a quick glance.


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*Don’t stop, I’m thinking!*  Turi knew he couldn’t risk the Enclave to save her, if he took her out of there now, Ron could cut tail and run. If they did and got away before Vernon’s team got there, they might not have this chance again. He would have to keep them busy until Vernon’s team could arrive and clean up the mess. The problem was: How?

Glen was staying close enough to grab her if she did try to make a run for it. Todd stood at his post back by the door and both men had 9 mm’s strapped to their belts right next to the tranqs. One small mistake, and it would be bullets instead of tranquilizers. They were outnumbered and outgunned, somehow Turi had to wrest the odds back in their favor. A bad idea formed; one that could get one of them shot, but words John had taught him echoed in his head. Do something Turi, even if it’s wrong…. More squirrels and deer die from indecision than anything else.

* I’ll get their attention, you hit the lights.* Turi dropped into a crouch while the links above him clinked together as they swayed loosely on the forks. “Hey guys, you’ve got a problem over here.”

“Yeah, what’s that?” Todd sneered, while keeping an eye on Shiloh.

“I’m loose.” There was a split second of silence and stillness where you could almost hear the swish of eyes moving toward him then all hell broke loose.

Published by Kawanee Hamilton

Kawanee was born in Alexandria Louisiana but her first real memories are of Russellville Arkansas. She's always loved to read, and has always had an vivid imagination. She grew up in a house where almost everyone read, they didn't need a TV although she could still be found planted on her butt in front of her grandma's TV watching cartoons on Saturday mornings. She made up her first story with her mother when her cat died; it was about where pets go when they die. She continued to create stories from bad dreams she had and her dad would help her change nightmares to stories. They would sit up in a chair until the scary went away. He told her that: "Dreams, good or bad, are just stories your mind makes up. You are the author of your dreams; if you don't like them rewrite them. " She was hooked and has continued to read and write stories drawing from dreams, sights and just pure imagination. She just recently decided she'd like to try and get published and fail than wonder what if. Her story continues but where it goes from here is up to you, the Reader... She hopes you'll join her in finding out where her journey goes from here!

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