Cleaning Up

By Rita Schulz

Peter swallows hard, this time his parents are going it. They are going to cut off his fingernails. Then they’ll keep on cutting until he submits or they kill him.

He needs to run and does, into the dark, dirty streets of downtown Vancouver. He meets Jill a girl who decides to believe and helps him.

Peter knows his father is head of the underground gangs and needs to get to the police as soon as possible.

Now it’s a race, will Peter and Jill be silenced by his father and the downtown gangs or will he get to the police in time?

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Nov 21, 2015
• ISBN: 9783959264563

Rita Schulz

Rita lives on the Sunshine Coast in British Columbia with, Russ, her husband, who is also a fiction writer. She has written for years and is an alumnus of the Oregon Writers Network, and the Greater Vancouver Chapter of the Romance Writers of America. Her most recently published stories are Fire in Their Hearts with R.G. Hart from Champagne books, and Ladies of the Jolly Roger and Tales of the Fantastic, from 53rd Street Publishing. Please visit her website at http://www.ritacrossley.com to view her other works.  

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Cleaning Up

Rita Schulz

Published by 53rd Street Publishing

http://www.53rdstreetpublishing.com

Revised edition Copyright 2015 Rita Schulz

All rights reserved

Cover Art © Brett Critchley | Dreamstime.com

ISBN: 978-3-95926-456-3

Verlag GD Publishing Ltd. & Co KG, Berlin

E-Book Distribution: XinXii

www.xinxii.com

Other titles by Rita Schulz writing as Rita S. Meger

For Pete's Sake

Cleaning Up

Confessions of a Bold Maiden

Cleaning Up

Peter was horrified as his father forced him to sit down on the chair next to the kitchen table and picked up the large garden clippers laying on the oak table.

His mother grabbed his arm and held him in a hard steel grip he knew he'd never break. Warm tears streamed down her face.

Hurry up Al, do it, she snapped at her husband. Her mouth was set in a thin determined line.

Peter swallowed hard as he realized this time his parents were going to do it.

No! Peter screamed. He jerked his hand away from the oak table. His father quickly closed clippers with a loud snap and lobbed off his foot long fingernails and the tips of three of his fingers with them.

Bright hot molten pain flow through Peter's fingers into his hand and up his arm. He watched in