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    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
612-822-4611
Blind Angel

Blind Angel

Adeaga, Olusola Stephen

Paperback

General Fiction

ISBN13: 9798340838360
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Oct 1 2024
Pages: 376
Weight: 1.21
Height: 0.84 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Lara is an extremely beautiful blind pregnant lady, musically talented and blessed with a good doctor as her husband but one bad day, one bad night, she found herself in the middle of gunfire with the enemies she can not see.

Move in, Teddy barked, his voice cutting through the chaos as he issued orders over the comms that each of his comrades wore in their ears. His tone was commanding, leaving no room for hesitation. Form up on me. Secure the briefcase. I repeat, secure the briefcase.

Without wasting a second, the men around him sprang into action, moving forward with calculated precision. Some took positions behind whatever cover they could find, while a few others attempted to advance through areas that were less heavily targeted. However, the enemy's bullets found their marks, one by one picking off those men as they tried to push forward. Bodies hit the ground, each thud a stark reminder of the deadly stakes.

Lara had been lost in her own world, her mind adrift in the soothing melodies playing through her headphones. The music had transported her to a place far removed from the present, a serene escape where nothing could touch her. But that fragile peace was shattered in an instant. Suddenly, the world around her began to shake violently, yanking her out of her reverie and throwing her into a state of noisy, chaotic dissonance. The abrupt shift left her disoriented, but she had no idea that the true chaos was only just beginning.

Confused, she lifted her headphones from her ears, letting them rest around her neck as she turned around to find the source of the disturbance. There was a lot for her to process but either the music had turned into something else or it sounded like people were shooting around her. She took her earphones off and could hear the loud pelting of bullets as they made contact with concrete, with flesh. She screamed and ducked. In her fear, she made a run for it and ran directly into one of the men who had already been killed. His body fell close to the car and she tripped against him, falling down. Her hands broke the fall but pain shot up her hand and her arm in sharp bursts. She called out for Ken, screaming at the top of her voice. She couldn't see and couldn't hear Ken's voice, unaware that he was just over thirty feet from where she knelt down on the mossy ground, calling out to him.

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