A snippet from chapter one...

“Are you sure this is the alleyway?” I stared down the dreary lane, hoping Lee would say no. The whole place hinted of urine and discarded syringes. With a sense of doom, I pulled my badge from my pocket and hung it around my neck by the lanyard. My eyes flicked up and down the close walls that created the alley, looking for cameras. I spotted one bracket that may have once held a camera. How handy.

“This is the one she said,” he replied, and slung his own badge over his head.

Lee stood next to me, and didn’t seem in any hurry to venture in.

“Where’s the nearest camera?” I asked him.

“The bank just passed the alleyway. They have two cameras outside covering the street.”

“If we don’t find anything we’ll go visit the bank. We might get lucky with their footage.”

Lee nodded. I was tempted to abandon the alley in favor of the bank right off.

I pulled the hair tie from my ponytail, scraped my hair back off my face, and retied it higher and tighter. I felt a prickling sensation in the pit of my stomach. Adrenaline surged.

“Ready to rock?”

“Right with you Ellie.”

I stepped into the deep shade of the brick buildings surrounding the alley. I took a breath of cool air and decided it might be a pleasant place to spend an hour. Then a blast of strong urine smell hit the back of my throat and I changed my mind.

Lee flipped out his notebook and scanned a few pages.

“The girl, Rose Van den Berg, said she saw a blue door with chipped peeling paint when she looked back.”

I looked at the door nearest me. It was rusty red. I continued walking. Lee caught up in two strides. He fell into step. The next door was a faded green bearing patches of pink under coat. We glanced at each other and moved on. I noted two large dumpsters on the opposite wall just past the green door. At the end of the shadow-shrouded alley, I could plainly see two more large dumpsters. I looked left, a blank brick wall rose blocking out sky. No windows or doors broke the monotonous wall. I kicked at discarded fast food wrappers that tangled around my boots.

terrorbyte

A snippet from chapter one...

Advance review

terrorbyte Terrorbyte sold on June 26th to Rebel e Publishers. Release date TBA - stay tuned! Special Agent Ellie Conway is given a fresh case and a promotion to SSA. Now heading Delta team A - she discovers one of her own poems scrawled around a crime scene. The beginning of things to come. Before long Ellie, Mac and her team are searching for a unknown killer who prays upon the mentally ill. He chooses his victims from the membership list of the Butterfly Foundation. A foundation Ellie and Mac created to help the children of mentally ill parents. As they delve deeper into the world of the Unsub a truly frightening scenario unfolds, the real crimes are covered by the gruesome deaths of mentally ill mothers. A Russian joins the team, bringing with him more information on their Unsub, and more questions. Ellie faces the ultimate horror as her world implodes. Scroll down page for link to an advance review.		A snippet from chapter one... “Are you sure this is the alleyway?” I stared down the dreary lane, hoping Lee would say no. The whole place hinted of urine and discarded syringes. With a sense of doom, I pulled my badge from my pocket and hung it around my neck by the lanyard. My eyes flicked up and down the close walls that created the alley, looking for cameras. I spotted one bracket that may have once held a camera. How handy. “This is the one she said,” he replied, and slung his own badge over his head. Lee stood next to me, and didn’t seem in any hurry to venture in. “Where’s the nearest camera?” I asked him. “The bank just passed the alleyway. They have two cameras outside covering the street.” “If we don’t find anything we’ll go visit the bank. We might get lucky with their footage.” Lee nodded. I was tempted to abandon the alley in favor of the bank right off. I pulled the hair tie from my ponytail, scraped my hair back off my face, and retied it higher and tighter. I felt a prickling sensation in the pit of my stomach. Adrenaline surged. “Ready to rock?” “Right with you Ellie.” I stepped into the deep shade of the brick buildings surrounding the alley. I took a breath of cool air and decided it might be a pleasant place to spend an hour. Then a blast of strong urine smell hit the back of my throat and I changed my mind. Lee flipped out his notebook and scanned a few pages. “The girl, Rose Van den Berg, said she saw a blue door with chipped peeling paint when she looked back.” I looked at the door nearest me. It was rusty red. I continued walking. Lee caught up in two strides. He fell into step. The next door was a faded green bearing patches of pink under coat. We glanced at each other and moved on. I noted two large dumpsters on the opposite wall just past the green door. At the end of the shadow-shrouded alley, I could plainly see two more large dumpsters. I looked left, a blank brick wall rose blocking out sky. No windows or doors broke the monotonous wall. I kicked at discarded fast food wrappers that tangled around my boots. Terrorbyte: When Special Agent Ellie Conway launches the Butterfly Foundation to help the children of mentally ill parents, she never envisaged it becoming a smorgasbord for a monster. Advance review Lee Pletzers has published an advance review of terrorbyte on his review site. The Reviewer.
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