Ridge Runners, Author's Cut, Wars of the East
Lee tried to get the knife away from the growling, gapped toothed barbarian, but the raider's weight advantage was too much. Slowly, the barbarian turned the angle of the knife towards Lee again. Lee fought with all his strength, but it wasn't enough. The blade, now pointing down towards Lee's chest started to descend. Lee's hand still held onto the hilt of the knife, but it was at an impossible angle to do anything but break Lee's wrist, if he didn't let go. But to let go meant that the raider would have an easy time plunging the knife into Lee's chest. The blade was 4 inches from Lee's chest. Lee could feel the bones in his wrist starting to give. Lee knew that he only had a minute before the blade was in his chest. Lee tried to kick the man in the groin, but the raider had been in too many fights to let that happen. The blade was now 3 inches from Lee's chest.

Lee tried to roll the raider off, but the raider was firmly in place and not moving. Lee tried bucking, twisting and heaving himself up by his hips. But nothing made the man move, or end his growing smile. The blade was now 2 inches from Lee's chest. Lee tried one last time to change the direction of the blade, but only managed to point it further to the right so that it now wouldn't hit his heart. But a damaged lung could be just as deadly. The raider began to salivate at the thought of what was about to happen. The blade was now 1 inch from Lee's chest.

'Not like this', Lee thought to himself.
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Ridge Runners, Author's Cut, Wars of the East
Lee tried to get the knife away from the growling, gapped toothed barbarian, but the raider's weight advantage was too much. Slowly, the barbarian turned the angle of the knife towards Lee again. Lee fought with all his strength, but it wasn't enough. The blade, now pointing down towards Lee's chest started to descend. Lee's hand still held onto the hilt of the knife, but it was at an impossible angle to do anything but break Lee's wrist, if he didn't let go. But to let go meant that the raider would have an easy time plunging the knife into Lee's chest. The blade was 4 inches from Lee's chest. Lee could feel the bones in his wrist starting to give. Lee knew that he only had a minute before the blade was in his chest. Lee tried to kick the man in the groin, but the raider had been in too many fights to let that happen. The blade was now 3 inches from Lee's chest.

Lee tried to roll the raider off, but the raider was firmly in place and not moving. Lee tried bucking, twisting and heaving himself up by his hips. But nothing made the man move, or end his growing smile. The blade was now 2 inches from Lee's chest. Lee tried one last time to change the direction of the blade, but only managed to point it further to the right so that it now wouldn't hit his heart. But a damaged lung could be just as deadly. The raider began to salivate at the thought of what was about to happen. The blade was now 1 inch from Lee's chest.

'Not like this', Lee thought to himself.
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Ridge Runners, Author's Cut, Wars of the East

Ridge Runners, Author's Cut, Wars of the East

by Claude Arthur Huntley
Ridge Runners, Author's Cut, Wars of the East

Ridge Runners, Author's Cut, Wars of the East

by Claude Arthur Huntley

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Lee tried to get the knife away from the growling, gapped toothed barbarian, but the raider's weight advantage was too much. Slowly, the barbarian turned the angle of the knife towards Lee again. Lee fought with all his strength, but it wasn't enough. The blade, now pointing down towards Lee's chest started to descend. Lee's hand still held onto the hilt of the knife, but it was at an impossible angle to do anything but break Lee's wrist, if he didn't let go. But to let go meant that the raider would have an easy time plunging the knife into Lee's chest. The blade was 4 inches from Lee's chest. Lee could feel the bones in his wrist starting to give. Lee knew that he only had a minute before the blade was in his chest. Lee tried to kick the man in the groin, but the raider had been in too many fights to let that happen. The blade was now 3 inches from Lee's chest.

Lee tried to roll the raider off, but the raider was firmly in place and not moving. Lee tried bucking, twisting and heaving himself up by his hips. But nothing made the man move, or end his growing smile. The blade was now 2 inches from Lee's chest. Lee tried one last time to change the direction of the blade, but only managed to point it further to the right so that it now wouldn't hit his heart. But a damaged lung could be just as deadly. The raider began to salivate at the thought of what was about to happen. The blade was now 1 inch from Lee's chest.

'Not like this', Lee thought to himself.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940160873091
Publisher: Barnes & Noble Press
Publication date: 10/05/2019
Series: Ridge Runners , #4
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: eBook
File size: 824 KB

About the Author

Claude Arthur Huntley is a retired U.S. Marine, former U.S. Government Contractor and published Author, who wrote his first book in 1983 and has since authored more than a dozen stories, though he did not begin publishing them until after his retirement in 2005. As a U.S. Government Contractor, Mr. Huntley worked with the Afghan Military for almost a decade, spending most of his time working with the Afghan Special Forces and Commandos. Mr. Huntley’s apocalyptic and suspenseful stories have entertained thousands of loyal fans, though he has never been one to seek publicity or attention from the press or critics alike, earning him the title as The Best Sci Fi Author, no one has heard of. Born in Bay City, Michigan in 1956, he now lives in the Philippines, where he enjoys the climate and culture.
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