Sterling-A Montana Dayton Novel Chapt.5


ec556-moonthumbI rolled my Harley into some bushes on the other side of the highway where Max and I found the alcove, stripped, and put on my wet suit.

I’d taken a crash course in scuba diving when I arrived in Florida and swam in the ocean every opportunity I could. Now I was glad I had.

The night was dark and so was the ocean. The stars were out. I knew the moon would be coming over the horizon soon, but still I was a bit spooked. The road was deathly quiet, like I’d stepped into a parallel plane or something.

I searched for any on coming vehicles on the normally busy highway, but didn’t see any. Letting down my barriers I hoped I would sense something, nothing happened. I didn’t pick up any danger, or people in the immediate area.

It could be the pain killer messing with me, I thought. I hated pills, but I didn’t want to be in a ton of pain in the middle of the ocean. I didn’t turn on my flashlight until I crossed the street, walked down the sand dunes, and put on my tank.

Adrenaline rushed through my body as I waded into the water, past the sand bar, and dove into the deep. I had no clue what I was looking for, but if my scars hurt this much in this area then there was something out here.

I knew I had about an hour worth of air in my twin tanks before I needed to rise to the surface. Unfortunately, I forgot my water proof watch. So, not only did I have to keep an eye on my tanks, I also had to keep an eye out for big, territorial, aggressive Bull sharks.

I read on several web sites that sharks mostly feed at night and they mainly stay on the other side of the sand bar, in the deep, where I was swimming now.

I slowly swung my flashlight from right to left. There on my left were several Bull sharks feeding on a bunch of fish. They seemed to be swimming around in circles. My heart almost stopped.

I love sharks. I love reading about sharks and watching them on TV. I would even love to swim with the sharks, as long as I was protected in a cage. This was too close for comfort. My eyes stayed glued on them as I veered to the right, steering clear of where they were feeding. Hopefully the school of fish wouldn’t swim towards me.

I felt better when I couldn’t see the sharks anymore and dove deeper. I kept searching for… hell whatever decided to jump out at me, but didn’t find anything, so I rose to the surface and swam back to the beach. I figured if something wanted to be found down there I would have found it.

Okay, I told myself, this wasn’t a total waste of the night. I would just have to come back and try again. There had to be some reason my scars were reacting to this part of the beach and I would find out what it was. I had to if I wanted to make Florida part of my home.

I trekked back up the sand dunes, over the deserted highway, which still felt strange to me, changed into my clothes and headed home. What I really needed right now was 10 hours of uninterrupted sleep. I would start fresh in the morning.

Author: lynnthompsonbooks

Lynn Thompson’s home is in the Land of Enchantment, and, yes, the land is enchanting. The skies are blue, the stars are bright., and there are beautiful panoramic landscapes surrounding her hometown. Lynn wades through the craziness of life to follow her true passion, writing fiction. You can find her, or not, trekking through the mountains, searching for fairies and vortexes, keeping her eye out for anything paranormal, or sitting in the hot springs in her spare time. Lynn doesn’t have a specific genre she writes in. Characters have a way of leading her stories. She follows. Lynn is also a sponge when it comes to knowledge. She’s always on the move to continue her education in writing, marketing, social media, digital media, and hopes to find the extra time to add some criminal investigation classes to her repertoire. Lynn has three novels out: Blake, Sterling, and Tarnished Gold. Blake is the beginning of Montana’s story. Her need for seclusion, at least, for one winter. She does not get what she wants. There is someone or something in the mountains stalking her, people keep showing up on her doorstep, and she meets Max. Max knows what is hunting Montana, but won’t tell her. Montana’s lack of trust in Max drives her to fix her own problems. If she had known what she’d be confronting that night, she never would have sedated Max. Sterling is the second novel in the Montana Dayton series. Montana moves to Florida hoping to escape her old life, and regain her normal life back, but her past has come back to haunt her. Not only does she start losing time, she continues to wake up every morning wearing gorgeous jewels and is surrounded by precious gems. She never remembers where, or who she’s getting the glittery baubles from and is hell bent to get back her memories and return the jewels. Afraid she has been out robbing houses in the middle of the night, she is determined to figure out what is happening on her own. That is until the dreams and the strong pull to explore the gulf. When she finally realizes she needs help, she is powerless to get it. Tarnished Gold is Sam’s story and will be coming out around the new year. Sam first appeared in Sterling and demanded her own novel. Lynn has bowed to Sam’s wishes and is writing that story now. Lynn is also the proud owner of: Dark Fates. Eight short stories that are fun, but still on the dark side. Dark Fates-Madness. Four dark short stories. News Worthy. News Worthy stands alone with five short stories. Watching the news first thing in the morning may not be fun, but dissecting news clips and re-writing them into short stories that had a different ending was a blast! Dark Fates Collections is compiled of Dark Fates, Dark Fates-Madness, News Worthy, and features Karma Shay’s adventures. Visit Lynn at: Website: Twitter: @lynnthompson8 Facebook: Goodreads:

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