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  Another step. Bright red streamed from her nose. Her shirt collar was soaked with blood. A strong wave of nausea washed over her. She grabbed a tree branch along the trail.

  Leaning on the tree did not abate the nausea. She fell to her knees and retched along the side of the trail. With little food and nothing to drink, it was closer to dry heaves.

  Voices and footsteps were coming closer. Eyes popping open, she glanced through a red haze. Not only was she bleeding from her ears and nose, blood vessels must have broken in her eyes.

  Shirl could hear the two men address her, but could not comprehend what they said. Her ears were buzzing and she could barely concentrate through the nausea that still overwhelmed her. One of the men knelt next to her as she felt herself fall into unconsciousness.

  About the Author

  When Evelyn Lederman retired from her career as an insurance executive, she cheerfully anticipated the freedom to finally spend as much time reading as she’d always wanted. The twist in her story came when as-yet unwritten characters started cropping up in her thoughts, asking her to tell their stories. Now, she spends her days in Florida on the beach…with her laptop.

  The Chameleon Soul Mate is the first book in her paranormal romance series, Worlds Apart.

  Contact me at evelynlauthor@gmail.com, her website: evelynlederman.com, or Facebook at Evelyn Lederman, Author. Make sure to like my Amazon Author page. You can sign-up for my newsletter through my web-site. Saw hi to me on Twitter and Goodreads, as well.