And here is the prologue for the sequel to Cost of Keeping A Secret! Just a little something to tease you with...chapter one up next week.

Death comes.

It's a shadow, creeping along behind you. Hiding in the dark alleys as you walk home on Saturday nights. It waits on the thin ice in the center of the pond, ready to grab your skates and jerk you down into the icy depths when you venture too close.

It hides in the mud on the side of the road, in the blood on the windshield, glittering in the glass that lies around you like a macabre guardian. It falls with the silent rain, cleansing your face for the last time.

It's a silent hunter, a deadly tracker, a vengeful striker.

There are those who cheat it, who seem to always be one step ahead of it. I know; I used to be one of those people – but no more.

Death comes, and it has finally found me.