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    Personal Vengeance: A Taste of Vengeance, #2
    Personal Vengeance: A Taste of Vengeance, #2
    Personal Vengeance: A Taste of Vengeance, #2
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    Personal Vengeance: A Taste of Vengeance, #2

    By Charlie Wagner

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    After getting away with one murder, Melanie found that the beast inside her wanted more; more blood, more justice, more vengeance. She is changing, becoming more confident with each kill and acting out more, finally free from the memories of her past. Each new body is a piece of her she got back.

    Her brother found out. His reaction could be enough to send her back to the life of a victim. Would it be enough to make her stop, or would the bloodlust not be sated until she’s rid the world of predators. The police have started to suspect the deaths are linked and things could get very complicated for Melanie.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRavens Press
    Release dateAug 1, 2016
    ISBN9781536593440
    Personal Vengeance: A Taste of Vengeance, #2
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    Charlie Wagner

    Charlie Wagner has published a total of 200 short stories and 15 thriller and mystery novels since the beginning of his career in 1970. He has been nominated numerous times for many awards in his field such as the PEN/Faulkner award and Self-published Book Awards to name a few.

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       A Taste of Vengeance Part 2: Personal Vengeance

      Chapter 5: Schools Out

      The sun was out and warm on her face. Melanie stood by her car, watching the goings on across the street from her. Over there was the school, the same high school she attended, the same one she insisted that Matthew not attend. She moved him across town so he would go to a different school, a better school, a school with no ghosts. His halls weren’t filled with constant reminders of how cruel life could be. It was just after school, so she was able to blend in with all the other people who were there to pick up children. The buses were filling up and parents were ushering their teens into cars. She smiled as she noted that some of the parents were allowing the teens to drive, a chance she had never been given. Her fingers played with the cuffs of her jacket, smoothing and wrinkling. Some of the seniors gathered in the parking lot, saying their after school goodbyes, as if they wouldn’t be on the phone with each other in a matter of minutes anyway. She finally saw the groups that had extracurriculars make their way to the fields. There were football players loaded down with pads and carrying their helmets, cheerleaders in their too short skirts and brightly colored pom poms, a few track kids stretching in the middle of the running track, and the running clubs. She watched the last group closely. She had been in a running club, cross country. As she watched, the clubs split up. The boys followed their coach and the girls team, her team, waited patiently. A teacher joined the runners and, after warm-up stretches, pushed the girls up the hill and back down, making them really work. Melanie knew that drill. She had run it nearly every day when she was part of the team, in her purple shirt and grey sweats, the same thing the girls were wearing that day. The coach dug in his pocket. That was where he kept his stopwatch and soon he would have the girls start the cross country trail run, a dark trot through the trees and over the hills, eventually coming out the other side and back up the street Melanie stood on. She knew the circuit, every twist and turn. The coach had made her job easy today by wearing a bright yellow shirt, one she would be able to see from far away. Perfect.

      She watched as the girls finished warm ups and got ready to head to the trail run. This was her chance. She took off her jacket and pulled her hair up into a ponytail. She let the length of it run through her hands and assured it was tidy and straight before letting go. Trotting behind the school, she entered the woods and made her way through to the trail. Nothing had changed since her days here, not a single leaf was out of place. It was crazy to her how life would just continue on and nature would be completely unfazed by the horrible things that happened right there in its own space.  She remembered, though. She would never forget running through the woods, falling a little behind the pack. Just before the bend, she had stepped into a hole and twisted her ankle. She had hit the ground hard and scraped up her arms on the rough trail. The other girls didn’t see her fall, they just kept on. Coach would be coming along, he followed the girls through the woods just to be sure they each made it out. It would be bad news if he let one of the girls get lost in the woods. 

      Melanie was just as meek and quiet on the running team as she

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