My Pretties by Jeff Strand

My Pretties

My Pretties by Jeff Strand
English | 2019 | fantasy / horror | ePUB | 272Kb

My Pretties : A serial kidnapper is preying upon women. He abducts them, then locks them in one of the cages dangling from the ceiling in a soundproofed basement. There, he sits quietly and just watches them, returning night after night, hoping he’ll be in the room at the moment his beautiful captives finally starve to death.

Charlene and Gertie have become fast friends at the restaurant where they work. But Charlene is concerned when she hears how her co-worker spends her evenings: Gertie’s cousin is one of the missing, and Gertie wanders the city streets where many of the abductions took place, using herself as bait with a high-voltage stun gun in her pocket. Charlene reluctantly offers to trail her in a car, just in case she does lure the kidnapper and things go wrong.

Unfortunately, the women find themselves the source of unwanted fame. And now they’re on the radar of a very, very dangerous man…

“He reached into his back pocket, took out his wallet, and withdrew a business card. It said Gregory Coffer – Artist Representation with a phone number and website. There were a couple of musical notes in the upper right corner. He tucked his wallet back into his pocket while Olivia stared at the card.

“You handle musicians?” she asked.


She handed the card back to him. “Thanks. I’ve been through this before. No offense, but I’ve had managers promise me the world.”

“I’m not promising you the world. I’m not saying I can get you into Madison Square Garden. I’m saying that I can get you way better gigs than this one. You write all of your own songs, right?”

Olivia nodded.

“I can tell. There’s a certain energy when a performer does her own material, songs that she created, that she’s passionate about. You’ve got too much talent to be playing to a dozen people who are too busy checking their phones to experience what you have to offer. You should be opening for bigger acts at better venues. And then other people should be opening for you. It’ll be done in baby steps, and it’ll be a lot of hard work, but you’ve got something special. I can help you.”

Olivia laughed. She couldn’t help herself.

Greg raised an eyebrow. “I don’t get the joke.”

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