Escape the Reaper

ESCAPE THE REAPER ASHLEY N. ROSTEK Escape the Reaper Copyright © 2023 Ashley N. Rostek All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or used in any manner without the written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Edited by Alexandra Fresch of To the Letter Services Cover design by The Dirty Tease Formatting by Dark Ink Designs This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events, or locals is purely coincidental. CONTENTS Books by Ashley N. Rostek Before you read Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 WANT TO READ MORE? FIND ME FIND ME FIND ME About the Author Social Media BOOKS BY ASHLEY N. ROSTEK Maura Quinn Series Embrace the Darkness Endure the Pain Endurance Escape the Reaper WITSEC Series Find Me Save Me Love Me Free Me BEFORE YOU READ The content in this book may be triggering to some. The trigger warnings below will contain spoilers. If you don’t want anything spoiled and you’re comfortable reading triggering content, stop reading this page, flip to chapter one, and happy reading <3 * * * Escape the Reaper contains descriptive violence, killing, drug use, underage drinking, sexual content, and sexual assault. There’s a lot of foul language. After reading the previous trigger warnings and you still wish to continue reading, enjoy the conclusion of Maura’s story. P.S. This may be the final book in the Maura Quinn series, but it may not be the last time you see her and the rest of the characters in her world. ;-) Asher’s truck sped past, chasing after the van. I faintly heard the squealing of his tires over the sound of my heart booming in my ears. They’d gotten Maura in the van. “Louie’s been shot,” Jameson said into his mic. Through the earpiece, Brenna responded, “We’ll get help.” “Don’t worry about me. Go back up Asher and Dean,” I grunted and tried to sit up. Jameson shoved me back to the ground by my shoulder, pinning me there. He placed his other hand where I’d been shot, just under my ribs, to slow the bleeding. The pain made my breath hitch. With a clenched jaw, his gaze flicked from me to the two vehicles disappearing in the distance. His hand at my shoulder CHAPTER ONE I awoke on a dirty floor in a strange room. Panic surged through me, making my heart gallop. Memories of a hospital, gunfire, and sapphire eyes riddled with pain flashed in my mind. Louie! I jerked to sit up, only to fall back to the floor. My head spun and my hands felt like they were restrained around something behind me. I blinked rapidly to clear away the dizziness. The Aryans had drugged me. Bastards. The more things came back to me, the more clearheaded I became. That helped slow my racing heart. I went to sit up again. This time, after some wiggling and shifting, I was successful. Metal bit into my wrists, evidence that I was handcuffed. I leaned