Blog Tour: ONE TAKE JAKE: LAST CALL by Jay Lang

ONE TAKE JAKE: LAST CALL
Jay Lang
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GENRE: Mystery
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BLURB:
Avengingthe death of his sister, Lance, a once successful musician turned vigilantekiller, has never denied his guilt…but knows now he could've handled thingsdifferently.
Withdwindling hope after two years in the joint – and three life sentences ahead ofhim – Lance seizes his one opportunity for a life out of chains. With the helpof loyal friends – straight-laced Reg and ex-druggie Jenny – Lance busts out ofprison. He then begins his journey with Jenny to New York, where herstreet-wise Uncle Dusty will provide a safe hiding place, fake IDs, and a planto get across the Mexican border.
However,it isn’t long before Jenny’s bad habits resurface, bringing heat on them both.They lose Dusty as an ally after he's tortured by gangsters over money Jennyhad supposedly stolen. In a strange country with Feds and gangsters on histail, Lance is forced to lead the rapidly deteriorating journey south.
Justabove the Mexican border, the two are cornered at a motel, their chances ofsurvival slim. Still, Lance has hope. That is, until he learns the awful truth– a truth that leaves him alone in his final, desperate fight for freedom.
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Excerpt One:
Waking up in mysix-by-eight cell this morning, I wasn’t sure if I’d have the balls to gothrough with it.
But witheverything to gain and nothing to lose, I’d be a fool to pass up the one chanceI have at freedom.
Strategy,patience, and timing are everything. There are always eyes watching, especiallywhen you’re a convicted murderer.
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The bell chimesfor chow-time, but I stay in my bunk. It’s all part of the plan. A couple ofbulls stroll past my door and casually glance at me, then continue on down thecell block.
I close my eyesand drift into the safe rooms of my mind. I’ve had this interesting riffplaying on a loop in my head for weeks. I grin and tap my fingers on my chest.
The only rhythmin this soul-sucking institution is the hum of electricity that seeps from theindustrial lighting overhead.
A sudden painstabs my eyelids. In the arid chill of my cell, the headaches coupled withnosebleeds are a welcoming reminder that I can still feel.
I turn to thebrick wall and use my imagination to draw another line, marking another dayspent in this hell hole. I’ve managed to survive two years and a month towardmy life sentence. Keeping track of time is like throwing stones into abottomless pit and waiting to hear them hit bottom – they never do. Still, Irefuse to accept that I’ll live out my days in this institution, watching mybody rot and my soul be slowly absorbed into the cold cement walls to join thepoor bastards who’ve succumbed before me.
I’ve only gotone hat-trick. A one-off scheme that others have tried and failed atrepeatedly. But I’m nothing like my fellow inmates. Granted, I butchered threepeople and left a hell of a mess – too sloppy. I was careless and mademistakes. But for the most part I’ve navigated life with logic and forethought;the same approach I’ll be using to execute my plan.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Jay Lang grew up on the ocean, splitting her time between ReadIsland and Vancouver Island before moving to Vancouver to work as a TV, filmand commercial actress. Eventually she left the industry for a quieter life.She fell in love with creative writing and spends her days hiking and drawinginspiration for her writing from nature.
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B084F8MQJJ
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6463953.Jay_Lang
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