Martha Gabour Manuel

Underwriting is Murder Martha Gabour Manuel

Publisher Marketing: Margie yelled out, "No, don't shoot!" She grabbed Henry's arm as he was taking aim; instinctively he swung around. There was a loud explosion as the gun went off. Margie's body plummeted to the floor. Henry dropped to his knees beside her and began crying out, "Oh my god, what have I done?" In shock and disbelief, Mel watched from her vantage point outside the window. She knew she had to quickly distance herself from what she had just seen. Jumping off the crate where she was standing, Mel raced around to the side of the trailer and back towards her truck. She darted between parked cars and trailers that led her to a dirt-packed passageway. Running faster, she could feel the extra surge of adrenaline pumping through her body. Soon the pounding in her ears from her overexerted heart became so loud that nothing else could be heard. Nothing, that is, until two Rottweilers came bounding from around the corner of a nearby trailer, barking wildly. Mel was caught off guard. A man holding their leashes was being dragged behind the large dogs. "Hey, what's going on?" he yelled. "Stop!" When the man could no longer hold his dogs back, they broke free from his grip. After a brief chase they caught up and quickly lunged at Mel. One bit into her hoodie, barely missing her head. The other was able to grab hold of her glove, and bit down ferociously on it. As soon as the canine's teeth reached the hand inside the glove, the dog clenched down even harder making it impossible for Mel to get loose. No matter how hard she hit him he would not ease up. Mel reached into her jacket with her free hand and quickly pulled out her Mace pepper spray. Directing it towards the animal's eyes she began spraying. Then she turned to the second dog and squirted him as well. He began yelping and running around in circles. It seemed like an eternity before the first dog's jaws loosened up enough for Mel to get her hand out. Finally free, Mel ran faster than ever