The Community
  
The Community
Island of Deadly Secrets
Published:
6/29/2012
Format:
E-Book (available as Mobi files) What's This
ISBN:
978-1-46890-799-5
Paradise Island, better known as the community, has become the new home of the stars. Most new comers to the entertainment world would have jump at the chance to live in this highly protected community without question, but one new comer, Samantha Lynn, dared to question the secrecy surrounding the community. Samantha Lynn is Sparkle records newest hit maker, and has become Bill Johnson's' Sparkle records owner' personal choice to recruit to the community but she is uncertain about making the move without knowing more about the place; the smallest detail is reserved for those who agree to move there. Samantha's best friend Ashley Michaels works for Sparkle records as Johnson's secretary; her father was the architect who designed and built the community; He mysteriously died leaving his secret records hidden in the old farm house that Ashley inherited. She offered to go back to the old farm house and try to find her deceased father's records in ordered to find as much information as possible that might help Samantha make the right decision. When Ashley's daughter is injured in the backyard of the old farm house; and while laid up in the hospital, is visited by a community doctor at the request of a mysterious friend, the visit puts Ashley's daughter into a coma, she is forced to hire private detective Ken Davis to investigate. But when Samantha turns up missing, Ashley believes she was taken to the community against her will and that Bill Johnson is behind it all now she and P I Ken Davis is in a race against time and danger to find out where the community is, find Samantha and bring her back safely, but they must blow the lid off the community's deadly secrets to do so
It was the fifteenth of September and the chill of an early winter was in the air; the trees were beginning to lose their foliage as the leaves began to change color from a lovely deep green to orange, yellow and brown. It was midnight as twenty four year old Samantha Lynn drove down a two lane country road, sandwiched in by tall trees on either side, which mysteriously appeared to be black in the shadow of the evening sky, dark blue with scattered light blue clouds. The moon Illuminated over the black tar road. Just the eerie loneliness surrounding her sent chills down her spine. The sound of Ashley Michaels' voice on the other end of the car phone was comforting. Their conversation over a mature move in Samantha's life occupied Samantha's mind so the fear of being alone on a dark abundant road at twelve am would not set in. "You are going to check that out for me, aren't you?" asked Samantha, her weary blue eyes bounced from left to right at the road ahead, hoping not to encounter any surprises. "Sam, I said I'd try. I hope you understand, there's no guarantee; Mr. Johnson had mentioned yesterday that he'd like to get a few hours work in on Saturday. If he follows through on that plan, driving out to the old house would be out of the question. I won't know for certain until tomorrow. I'll have to see how things go," Ashley assured Samantha. Ashley sat upon the shag beige carpet of her living room, warmed and lit by the brick fireplace in the left corner of the room. Just inches away, her two year old daughter, Lizzy, contently played with her thick plastic doll house, under careful observation of Ashley. "Is that ok?" Ashley's mind was preoccupied with more pressing matters; trying to get her toddler unwound enough to fall asleep, along with the hope of getting a little late night laundry done. Not to mention the dinner dishes that remain in the kitchen sink after spending the evening investing valuable time with Lizzy, as Ashley prides herself in doing. However, Ashley felt obligated to devote her attention to Samantha as well since they had been friends since childhood. Ashley contemplated on cutting the conversation short but she couldn't bring herself to do so. Samantha had been a form of support to Ashley during many crucial times in her life; therefore, Ashley felt compelled to be Samantha's symbol of support as well. Samantha's glassy, tired eyes grew heavy as they strained to remain firmly planted on the distant pavement ahead. Thoughts rumbled within her fatigued brain like a disrupted puzzle. She searched the scattered pieces to make sense of her life. "You know Ashley. It utterly blew my mind when Bill Johnson made the comment that I should consider packing up and moving to the community. He seemed so sincere, like he was really looking out for my best interest." "I wouldn't doubt it." Ashley blurted out. She picked up a miniature sofa from the floor and placed it in the living room of Lizzy's doll house. Ashley smiled as she observed Lizzy acting out a story with the dolls. "If he wasn't there for me when my mother passed away I could have never made it through," said Ashley. "I think I would have gone crazy." "He seems like such a nice man, is he married," Samantha hinted playfully. "No," Ashley laughed, resting the cordless phone between her ear and right shoulder as she took the male doll that Lizzy was handing to her. "You're the daddy, mommy," Lizzy muttered. "Besides," Ashley continued. "He's much too old for you." "I know, I know," Samantha mused. "I was just wondering." In the near distance a billboard sign caught Samantha's attention; it was old and warn and had hung there for years but Samantha never paid much attention to it until now. She stared at it as she came upon it. The Billboard advertised in huge letters: Casselwood Homes; New houses available. Friendly neighbors, close to schools, post office and department stores, for more information contact Casselwood realties. 1-800-555-6996. . She ponderdered on how it would be nice if finding out about the community could be as easy as calling a reality agency "I hope you're able to drive out to the old house," Samantha subtly pleaded. "It would be interesting to see what you'd find." "If there is anything to find," Ashley added. "Dad kept good records but finding those records is another story." "But you do have some idea where they might be or you wouldn't have mentioned it last Saturday." said.samantha, her chin propped the phone against her right shoulder. She took the phone in the grip of her right hand as her eyes remained focus on the road ahead.
.Belinda Smith studied music at Eastside High school in Paterson, New Jersey;, along with taking personal singing lessons, she studied art with Art Instruction Schools. She studied poetry with The International Library of Poetry, she also studied writing with The Institute of Children's Literature. Belinda has been active in all facets of the creative arts including, music( singing and songwriting), art (sketching and painting) and writing; poetry and stories. She has won numerous awards in each field; including music plaques and certificates. She was also awarded a gold album for her recording of a song called "Shine on You"; the award was for radio airplay. Belinda has had poetry publish in book form and on CD. Belinda has also won awards in poetry in the form of trophies and certificates for outstanding poetry, as well as Editor's Choice Awards. For five years Belinda had been leading the choir and congregational singing at her church, Goldenrod Baptist. in Winter Park, Florida. Belinda is one of eight children and presently shares a house with one of her four brothers in Longwood, Florida. Belinda has two websites; www.belindasmith.com and www.bshopeasy.com
 
 


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