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Authors: J.S. Luxor
as the crew pulls me out of our prison and up to the top floor. They’re cranking me up slowly. It takes quite a while to reach the opening in the doorway. Three men with hardhats, safety vests and buzz cuts await me as I reach safety. We’re all smiles as I step off my seat.
“Welcome back,” they greet me kindly.
“Thanks, I’m free at last,” I huff out with humor and hug the first man who assists me. He grins with pride.
“You made us so much more comfortable with all the blankets, clothes, food, and especially, the toilet bags,” I tell them with gratitude.
“We’re just taking orders from the boss,” they indicate and point down toward Tristan.
Then, it’s time to haul Tristan to safety. The big show off stands on the disc as the crew begins cranking the cable up. I peek over the edge of the opening to watch his ascent. About halfway to the top, an aftershock begins to rock the building. This quake feels more powerful than the last few. The cable begins to swing vigorously from side to side in the chute. Tristan’s hanging on for all he’s worth and tries to slide down and sit on the disc for more control. However, Mother Nature has the final word.
I watch in horror as the cable and the motion from the quake collide with the side of the elevator shaft. Tristan pushes one arm and leg out to reduce the impact of his inevitable collision. It’s no use though. His body smashes against the metal and then quickly drops off the disc. His body is now in free fall and headed back toward the jammed elevator. He lands with a loud thud on its top. He’s out cold. I scream his name in horror as the rescue crew prepares to retrieve his, by now, unconscious, body.
THE END OF BOOK 1
LOVE QUAKES
CRISIS
Young Adult Seduction Series
Book 2 of 4
By J.S. Luxor
Copyright © 2013 J.S. Luxor
All rights reserved.
Luxor Press. Kindle Edition.
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Cover Design by M.S. Luxor.
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Chapter One – Moving Along
The team calls for and then sends down an EMT to tend to Tristan’s injuries while I pace near the chute’s entry. It seems everything begins to move in slow motion around me. I don’t know how much time passes before a rescue cart arrives from the local fire department. They bring a much larger cable with a basket large enough for a good size person and lower it down to Tristan’s location. The EMT loads him in the secure carrier and sends it up. When Tristan’s still unconscious body finally arrives at the top of the chute, I’m more than relieved. I’m practically ecstatic. However, no one is allowed near him. How frustrating is that?
Soon, other people begin arriving and I have no idea who they are. A middle-aged muscular fellow with a military air comes on the scene looking as if he could engage in hand-to-hand combat with Iron Man and win. He looks around the scene, approaches me with an air of confidence, and nods hello.
“Are you the young woman who was trapped down there (he points to the elevator) with Mr. Grant?” he asks with concern.
“Yes, my name is Joanna Prime,” I confirm while extending my hand.
He shakes it firmly and adds, “Mr. Grant mentioned you, a few times, when he was calling in. I’m Tony Bailey, the head of Mr. Grant’s security detail.” He’s pleasant enough, though restrained.
“That’s
“Welcome back,” they greet me kindly.
“Thanks, I’m free at last,” I huff out with humor and hug the first man who assists me. He grins with pride.
“You made us so much more comfortable with all the blankets, clothes, food, and especially, the toilet bags,” I tell them with gratitude.
“We’re just taking orders from the boss,” they indicate and point down toward Tristan.
Then, it’s time to haul Tristan to safety. The big show off stands on the disc as the crew begins cranking the cable up. I peek over the edge of the opening to watch his ascent. About halfway to the top, an aftershock begins to rock the building. This quake feels more powerful than the last few. The cable begins to swing vigorously from side to side in the chute. Tristan’s hanging on for all he’s worth and tries to slide down and sit on the disc for more control. However, Mother Nature has the final word.
I watch in horror as the cable and the motion from the quake collide with the side of the elevator shaft. Tristan pushes one arm and leg out to reduce the impact of his inevitable collision. It’s no use though. His body smashes against the metal and then quickly drops off the disc. His body is now in free fall and headed back toward the jammed elevator. He lands with a loud thud on its top. He’s out cold. I scream his name in horror as the rescue crew prepares to retrieve his, by now, unconscious, body.
THE END OF BOOK 1
LOVE QUAKES
CRISIS
Young Adult Seduction Series
Book 2 of 4
By J.S. Luxor
Copyright © 2013 J.S. Luxor
All rights reserved.
Luxor Press. Kindle Edition.
Legal Notices : This eBook is offered for your personal use. This eBook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. No portion of these materials may be reproduced in any manner without the expressed written consent of the author.
Cover Design by M.S. Luxor.
Cover photo : Copyright © istockphoto
Except for the original material written by the author, all songs, song titles and lyrics contained in this book are the property of the respective songwriters and copyright holders.
Chapter One – Moving Along
The team calls for and then sends down an EMT to tend to Tristan’s injuries while I pace near the chute’s entry. It seems everything begins to move in slow motion around me. I don’t know how much time passes before a rescue cart arrives from the local fire department. They bring a much larger cable with a basket large enough for a good size person and lower it down to Tristan’s location. The EMT loads him in the secure carrier and sends it up. When Tristan’s still unconscious body finally arrives at the top of the chute, I’m more than relieved. I’m practically ecstatic. However, no one is allowed near him. How frustrating is that?
Soon, other people begin arriving and I have no idea who they are. A middle-aged muscular fellow with a military air comes on the scene looking as if he could engage in hand-to-hand combat with Iron Man and win. He looks around the scene, approaches me with an air of confidence, and nods hello.
“Are you the young woman who was trapped down there (he points to the elevator) with Mr. Grant?” he asks with concern.
“Yes, my name is Joanna Prime,” I confirm while extending my hand.
He shakes it firmly and adds, “Mr. Grant mentioned you, a few times, when he was calling in. I’m Tony Bailey, the head of Mr. Grant’s security detail.” He’s pleasant enough, though restrained.
“That’s