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This is the prologue of Wrong Fortunes. I especially loved writing this prologue because I had been in a slump when it came to me. I haven’t had writers block since.

Lee Higgins woke up with the worst headache he could ever remember having. He couldn’t remember how or why he got there, but as he examined his surroundings, it all came back to him. Vegas was the last place we should have gone, he thought. They were sitting in their rental car that they had gotten a few nights before, but there was one major problem. As Lee looked out the windshield, he saw water, and it wasn’t because it was raining. It looked as if his car had somehow been pushed out into the middle of a lake with him still in it. Water was steadily pouring in through the seals of the car, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get a door or a window to open. As he looked to the right, his heart sank. Trish was knocked out in the passenger side seat. Was this their payment for their involvement with the CIA? He truly had thought that all of this danger was over, but now there was no doubt about it. They were going to die. He quickly shook Trish awake.

“What’s going on?” Trish asked as she clutched her head.

“Have a look for yourself.”

“Oh, my God!” Trish exclaimed. She looked absolutely hopeless.

“I’m so sorry. I should have found a way to protect us. We should have listened to Sam.”

“It’s not your fault, Lee, and it’s not over. There’s still hope.”

“How do you figure that?”

“She’s still out there.”

“I don’t know if that’s much hope. We left things pretty bad with Sam.”

The couple continued to talk and try to find a way out of the car as it filled up with water. With every breath, they lost more and more oxygen until neither of them felt as if they could breathe anymore.

“Well, I really enjoyed our time together. I love you, Trish,” Lee said while leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Suddenly, he heard a crack and felt the cold running over him!

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