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As if that weren't gut-wrenching enough, Linda, Haley's mother, receives a phone call the day after the funeral. The grave of the deceased has been violated. The casket has been unearthed and pried open. It appears as though nothing has been taken off of the departed, but... who would do such a vile thing? Some sick prankster looking to get their kicks? Could it be someone seeking revenge? They may never know the answer.
With the ugliness of that detestable act now behind them, Haley is hopeful that brighter days lie ahead. But everyone knows that tragedies always come in threes. She soon makes an unsettling discovery. A talent belonging to her late loved one is suddenly thrust into mainstream media by a complete stranger. The skill is too unique and its resemblance to this copycat is too uncanny to be coincidental. Who is this charlatan, and how was this ability acquired? Could it be as simple as a case of plagiarism, or is there something much darker and more sinister afoot? Can Haley catch this chameleon and put a stop to this defilement before it occurs again? Find out in Imposter!
About the Author:
Nate Lee was born and raised in Oklahoma, where he graduated with a bachelor of science in manufacturing engineering technology from Oklahoma State University. Shortly thereafter he moved to Wichita, Kansas, where by day he works as an aircraft manufacturing engineer, but by night he is an avid player of video games, lover of music (he's a mediocre drummer), and affectionate husband and father of four. He has always dabbled in writing to some extent (poetry and song lyrics), but Imposter is his first foray into the world of novels.
Imposter by Nate Lee was published by WestBow Press in March 2017. The ISBN for Imposter is 9781512778649.
Once inside, Haley strolled down the row of alphabetically arranged new releases. She could hardly bring herself to even look at some of the box covers. They turned her stomach. Yuck! she thought. What's up with people's obsession with these gory hack-'em-ups, demon possession, and bloodthirsty monster flicks? she couldn't help but wonder. What have we become as a human race when that sort of filth is considered entertainment?
What she really wanted was something lighthearted, something that would make her laugh. Laughter is the best medicine, she recalled as she pivoted around and walked over to the comedy section. She began browsing the movie titles, picking one up here and there to read the back description before ruling it out and placing it back on the rack. Come on, folks. Crude doesn't automatically equal funny, she mentally declared as she grew more and more frustrated with the selection. Haley was about to throw in the towel and go back home. Maybe I should've just gone to bed, she conceded in hindsight. I'm certainly tired enough. I just didn't want to be awake at four in the morning if I went to bed this early.
Just when Haley was about to cry "uncle," she spotted it, and it was just what the doctor had ordered. Oh, yes! Please let there be one left, she pleaded. Haley squatted down and slung her purse behind her, allowing her to reach the bottom rack. She reached out and flicked the display box toward her, exposing the last copy of an oldie but goodie. Removing the case from the shelf, she returned the display box to its upright position and looked at the movie lovingly. "The Princess Bride," she whispered with a hint of glee. She remembered sitting on the couch, eating pizza, while watching this one during several Jacobs family movie nights. Normally dinner was consumed at the table without the distraction of the television, but occasionally their parents made an exception, just often enough to keep it from becoming routine. She and Hanna would laugh until their sides hurt watching this movie. Hanna had even confided in her that she had a slight crush on Westley, which might, at least in part, explain her attraction to Danny. The corners of Haley's mouth curled into a smile at the memories.
Pushing against her knee with her free hand, Haley stood back up. Immediately, her smile faded as her happiness gave way to suffocating panic and fear. Her heart stopped, and every muscle in her body locked up. Standing on the other side of the chest-high row of movies, staring her squarely in the face, was the strange man from the grocery store. He smiled at her once more, but this time, he offered more than a casual greeting.
"Good evening. Haley, is it?"
The sound of the movie box she'd held in her hand clattering to the floor reminded her to breathe again. The only rational thought that coursed through her mind was Run! Haley sprinted down the aisle and raced for the exit. Her actions drew a few curious onlookers from around the store as she hit the handle on the front door and exploded out of the store.
She made a mad dash for her car. Of all nights, this has to be the one that the parking lot is so full I had to park clear in the back? she thought resentfully.
She heard the doors of the video store bang open behind her and a man's voice cry out, "Miss Jacobs! Please, wait! I didn't mean to alarm you!"
Haley finally skidded up to her car and began groping frantically through her purse for her keys. Thoughts, both rational and irrational, flooded her mind. Why wasn't there anything decent to watch on TV tonight? Isn't that what I pay the cable company for? Why didn't I just go to bed instead of getting out one more time on this accursed day to rent a movie? Who is this guy anyway, and how did he find me here? And where have I seen him before? Why does he look so familiar? Well, I guess I can rule out paranoia. These thoughts and many more were tangled up in knots inside her head. "Oh, God in heaven, please let me find …" She heard a muffled clink as her fingers finally made contact with the cold metal. My keys!
|Author / Artist||Nate Lee|
|Publisher||WestBow Press (March 2017)|
|Page last updated||16th April 2018|