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W EARING D EATH

…Brendan Wheeler knew pain. He had known it long before this

inky night, long before each step carved fresh avenues of agony

through his body, long before all but one of his instincts had fled,

leaving only survival to guide his course. He knew how to block it out

and focus on his task. He knew how to turn it into something useful

when the ache became too great to ignore. Pain and Brendan were

long old friends.

But this…this was not his friend. This was the enemy determined

to take him down. Brendan had no choice but to fight back with

everything he had.

Even if that wasn’t very much at the moment.

Brendan ran. Through darkness, through trees, through anything in

his path. Brambles scratched at his bare ankles, aggravating the burn

marks left by the manacles he’d left behind. More than once, he

stumbled. He fell to his knees, or onto his hands, or once, flat on his

hip which rolled new waves of fire across his back, but always,

always, he righted himself again to resume his course. Stopping was

unacceptable. Stopping would mean death, of that, he was sure.

The unforgiving sky masked the line of the horizon from his view.

He lacked direction other than away , but that particular shortage did

nothing to hinder his progress. He would run until he couldn’t run

anymore, and when his legs gave out, he would crawl. He wouldn’t go

back. He wouldn’t get caught. Youth and experience had stolen

Brendan’s sense of limitations until now. Now he understood what it

would take to break him. Or how close he had actually come to it.

He’d been pushed to the brink, bound and gagged, and been forced to

see what lay at the bottom if his captor decided to push him over.

Perhaps that was how he found the strength to finally get free. That

was definitely how he discovered the fortitude to keep running…

A LSO B Y J AMIE C RAIG

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WEARING DEATH

JAMIE CRAIG

A MBER Q UILL P RESS , LLC

http://www.AmberQuill.com

W EARING D EATH

A N A MBER Q UILL P RESS B OOK

This book is a work of fiction.

All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the

author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously.

Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales,

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ISBN 978-1-60272-555-3

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PUBLISHED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

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