Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
She entered her home and immediately made her way up to the bathroom. Within minutes, she was beneath the spray, tilting her head back and letting out a sigh. It felt good to be washing herself.
It had been a long day, and although a story had come to her, she loved that she was helping the town.
Once she was washed, she climbed out, brushed her teeth, and started to make herself presentable. Blow-drying her hair took the longest. She had long thick brown hair, and drying it was a pain in the butt. Not only did she treat her hair, she also styled it, putting in little curls that spiraled down once she was finished. A quick spray to keep those curls in place, and she was a happy woman.
She didn’t go for a full glam moment with her makeup. Instead, she went for natural makeup, to go with the pastel blue dress she had chosen for the night.
Willow had just finished the zip on her dress, when her doorbell rang. Butterflies erupted in her stomach.
This was it. Her very first official date. She was so nervous.
But she grabbed her purse and tried to remind herself that everyone did this. Dating was natural and she wasn’t doing anything wrong.
Squaring her shoulders, she made her way to the front door.
Chapter Two
The Reapers were not entirely convinced they wanted a civilian to monitor the town security cameras.
With no one willing to do it, and Willow not the kind of woman who would take a bribe, Cyrus argued her cause. After a good hour of having to deal with questions about emergencies and other ridiculous issues, George was onboard, as was Old Sheriff Billy. They all knew Willow came from good people.
Her father, before his passing, had in fact been a Reaper. He’d not been a member for long, as illness had struck him soon into his initiation, and even though no one wanted him to leave, he didn’t believe he was a good candidate and declined. They all hated it. But they knew if that’s what he wanted, then it was for the best.
They agreed to a probationary period. This was going to be on a month-by-month basis. He agreed he wouldn’t fight it if Willow appeared to not be very good at the job.
So far, on her first day, there hadn’t been a single hiccup. No unnecessary calls, nothing bad had happened. That was a good day as far as he was concerned.
When Willow opened the door, looking stunning in a blue wrap-style dress that shaped to all her curves, he was smitten.
“Good evening,” he said.
She smiled at him. “Good evening.”
“You look stunning,” he said.
“Thank you, and you look very handsome.”
This did make him smile. “You’re not used to being on dates, are you?”
“No, is it that easy to tell?” She chuckled.
“Not at all. Are you ready to go?”
“Yes, yes.” She held her bag in her hand and stepped out the door. He waited as she locked it behind her, and when she turned to him again, he held his arm out for her to take.
She slid her arm through his, and they stepped out of her small front yard into the main street, and he started to walk her out of the cul-de-sac where she lived.
“It’s a nice night,” she said.
“How was work?” he asked, wanting to get her thoughts on the job.
“It was great. Nothing happened. I’m not sure if you were told. I know your name is on the list of contacts. Do you work for the sheriff or something?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Does Daniel Long as well?”
“Yes.” Daniel was the lead Reaper. He was the one in charge of keeping the town in line. They all followed his lead, and when he told them to be at a specific place at a specific time, that is exactly what they did.
He was a good man. An honest man. And Cyrus would do anything for him, even if it meant disowning his own brother because of the shit Ray pulled. Ray nearly got Daniel’s woman hurt. He didn’t know if the men were going to kill Amy, who also happened to own the café they were going to for dinner. Even if they weren’t going to kill her, they certainly intended to rape her and do all kinds of nasty shit. He, Daniel, and several other Reapers stopped them.
No one hurt anyone in Lost Creek, and they certainly didn’t get away with it.
Willow had been given a list of emergency contact numbers. She didn’t know that the numbers she’d been given were all Reapers. Every one of them would respond to her call. Keeping the town of Lost Creek safe was a top priority.
Prior to The Reapers’ inception, the town had been a living nightmare, at the mercy of men and gangs that wanted to abuse and use the locals, and the town for their own pleasures and needs.