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Liberi: Chapter 4

"Bill, what the hell are you doing?" the other man, a bespectacled, scholarly-looking fellow, cried, stepping in front of us. "Look, I'm no military man, by any stretch, but this is a bad, bad idea." Noakes smiled at him. "Actually, this is quite convenient, Cole. Sabrina's been there. She could be a tremendous asset to [...]

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"Sabrina, what do you think you're doing?" I didn't even bother to look up from my Blackberry – fifteen new e-mails? What the hell was wrong with these people? What part of the word "vacation" did they not grasp? "Chill out, Tanya," I replied with a sigh. "I'm just checking to make sure nothing important [...]

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I kept standing up, rummaging around in my bag, checking my Blackberry. Sky and Tanya lay tranquilly on their lounge chairs, sipping on their daiquiris, their eyes half-closed behind their sunglasses. Tanya wore a brightly-colored string bikini that displayed her toned abs and fake breasts. Sky wore a black tankini that hid her untoned abs [...]

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"Oh, look at this, S, it's perfect for you," Sky cried, smiling mischievously as she held up an enormous hand-carved mask next to her face.  The face was elongated and grimacing, its hooded eyes narrowed into ominous slits. I shuddered covertly, reminded of the masks that hung in my grandfather's home. As a small child, [...]

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I sat on a pink bench, the painted wood hot against my thighs. Holding a bottle of water in one hand, I tossed the white pill into my mouth. As I washed it down, I eyed the catamaran warily, watching it bob up and down in the harbor. I hated boats. Just looking at one [...]

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I dug my feet further in the powder white sand, grinding my teeth. The relief I'd felt at finally being off the boat was swiftly replaced with anxiety: Rose Island was secluded, pristine, and void of distractions. Nothing but the turquoise beach stretching endlessly before us, nothing but relaxation on the agenda. I glanced at [...]

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Somehow, Bryan the Aussie Pirate managed to get every last drunken passenger on board in record time, and we were off. Bryan didn't bother to unfurl the sails this time – he was trying to beat the storm, and the engine growled unpleasantly, coughing gasoline fumes that made my unsettled stomach all the more unwilling [...]

Answers

Some questions I've been getting that I wanted to answer… 1. Where's your blog, Fiction Chick? Here. In an attempt to "streamline" my internet presence (a suggestion by my good friend, fellow author, and web designer Jason McIntyre), I've decided to include my blog here, rather than on a separate site. What's with the minuscule [...]