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Chapters (72)
  1. Dedication
  2. Prey Island Map
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. CREED
  10. SIX
  11. BILLIE
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. JIRO
  18. TWELVE
  19. BILLIE
  20. THIRTEEN
  21. FOURTEEN
  22. FIFTEEN
  23. SIXTEEN
  24. SEVENTEEN
  25. EIGHTEEN
  26. NINETEEN
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. ROW
  30. TWENTY-TWO
  31. BILLIE
  32. TWENTY-THREE
  33. TWENTY-FOUR
  34. TWENTY-FIVE
  35. TWENTY-SIX
  36. TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. TWENTY-NINE
  39. THIRTY
  40. THIRTY-ONE
  41. THIRTY-TWO
  42. THIRTY-THREE
  43. THIRTY-FOUR
  44. THIRTY-FIVE
  45. THIRTY-SIX
  46. THIRTY-SEVEN
  47. ACHILLES
  48. THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. CREED
  50. THIRTY-NINE
  51. BILLIE
  52. FORTY
  53. FORTY-ONE
  54. FORTY-TWO
  55. FORTY-THREE
  56. FORTY-FOUR
  57. FORTY-FIVE
  58. FORTY-SIX
  59. FORTY-SEVEN
  60. FORTY-EIGHT
  61. FORTY-NINE
  62. ROW
  63. FIFTY
  64. BILLIE
  65. FIFTY-ONE
  66. FIFTY-TWO
  67. FIFTY-THREE
  68. FIFTY-FOUR
  69. FIFTY-FIVE
  70. TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
  71. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  72. ALSO BY KENDRA

It doesn’t strike me as a good idea to let one person live to tell someone about your sick games. We should be more worried about the assholes who took us and whoever is planning on hunting us on this island. Clearly, they’d all forgotten that the moment fifty million entered the conversation. My disgust in humanity grows and I’m reminded again why I quit the service. Too many chasing the dollars. Too many rich men using soldiers as cannon fodder.

Looking around, I search for the single woman who’d stepped out of the cages. I’d noticed her immediately, taken in the makeup and the clear difference between her and everyone else. She doesn’t fit the MO. Most of the group seems either like me, trained in some sort of combat, or criminals, the types of people who would be difficult to hunt down. Someone likes a challenge. But the woman, I’d seen the heels. She’s muscular, but those muscles are from dancing and the acrobatics needed for that, not from combat.

There’s a weird collection of people here. I’d seen one man grab a duffle and survival gear, a large single knife and machete, before running off without ever hearing the announcement about the money. He hadn’t even grabbed a gun. He clearly has no interest in this shit. My kind of people.

But the woman, she doesn’t stand a chance, not alone, and fuck if I’m going to let those other assholes brutalize her. Some sick fucker thought it would be funny to bring her here in the midst of this and I ain’t going to have it. I’ll find her, get things in order, and we’ll get off this stupid island. I can return back to Tennessee and forget this ever happened, just like half the combat zones I used to find myself in.

I take a few more things that the others hadn’t bothered—some rope, some MRE’s, a couple of empty canteens—and take off into the trees, in the same direction I think the woman went. I don’t plan on killing anyone who doesn’t try to kill me first, but I’ve been trained to shoot first and ask questions later. This won’t be a cake walk, and I won’t be playing into these sick games, but the woman, she’s clearly been thrown into this situation unfairly. The least I can do is make sure she’s okay.

Men are pigs, and she’s just been thrown amongst some of the worst.

Fuck. How fast can a stripper run through the woods?

Clearly, pretty fucking fast.

SIX

BILLIE