by Cindy McDonald
Genre: Murder/Suspense
Publisher: CreateSpace
Release Date: September 2, 2012
Make a note: never agitate a madman. Successful Thoroughbred trainer Mike West just made that mistake-and he’s gonna pay-more than he ever realized. But it’s all in the family; his sister, Kate, has been the object of the madman’s desire on the social network “My Town”. Her constant rejections have infuriated him! People who seem to be in the way start turning up dead, and he’s got Mike and Kate next on his list! In the first book of The Unbridled Series, Cindy McDonald introduces you to the world of Thoroughbred racing, while taking her cast of characters on a wild ride through a maniacs mind.“Very well  done.” -A Book Vacation“” is a collection of thriller short stories compiled into one gripping narrative. -Midwest Book Reviews



BIO FOR AUTHOR, CINDY McDONALD…For the past twenty years Cindy has helped her husband raise, train, and race Thoroughbreds at their forty-five acre farm known as Fly-By-Night Stables near Pittsburgh.

During those years Cindy has paid close attention to the characters that hang-out at the back-side of the track.  She found the situations and life style most intriguing. In 2005 she sat down at her computer and began a journey into writing about this life that few understand.

Cindy has recently retired from making her living as a professional choreographer. She owned and operated Cindy McDonald’s School of Dance since 1985.  She studied at Pittsburgh Ballet Theatre School and with the Pittsburgh Dance Alloy at Carnegie Mellon University to name a few.  She has choreographed many musicals and an opera for the Pittsburgh Savoyards.

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Kate took a deep, calming breath and closed her eyes to collect her thoughts and her sanity. She brushed a sweaty blonde strand from her face and crept toward the barn. The door creaked when she opened it and slipped inside. She felt the wall for the light switch and flicked it several times. No power.

The horses stomped their feet, snorted, and circled their stalls. Kate smelled their anxiety when her flashlight went dead. She clung to the wall and shook the flashlight while trying to find the courage to walk down the aisle.

She remembered playing hide-and-seek in this barn as a child. She hated that game. It made her feel trapped, desperate not to be found. Feeling that way now, she slid along the wall until her fingers wrapped around the end of the wall. Frustration won out.

Kate rapped the flashlight against the wall. The flashlight flickered several times, but still refused to give up any light. When she stepped into the aisle, something squished under her foot. It felt wet and thick between her toes. She slapped the flashlight against her leg until it finally brightened upon the pool of blood she was standing in.

Kate tried to exhale and jumped against the wall. A steady stream of blood dribbled from above. Little by little, she lifted the beam upward. Kate hesitated to take a deep breath, and then continuing.

“Oh, my God! My God!” Kate shrieked.

A rope attached to a man’s ankle dangled from the rafter. She squeezed her eyes closed and looked away. She whimpered, and breathed heavily, lifting the flashlight while searching for the strength to open her eyes again. “Its…


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