Take Me Home Now 2: TAKE ME HOME NOW, #2

By Oby Aligwekwe

Four adventure seekers win an all-expense paid trip to Costa Rica through an advanced dating game, but things take an unexpected, sinister turn in this short psychological thriller series.

With each swipe right on his Q phone, Eli dreams of a chance to escape his lackluster life with Jesse and find new love. But as his dreams near realization, he begins to wonder if the contest organizers have revealed everything there is to know about the prize.

When the contestants arrive at their destination, their lives converge in unsettling ways. They discover they are at the center of a lethal plot with more far-reaching implications than they could ever imagine. As the situation escalates, their survival depends on who they choose to trust. But will it be too late?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Oby Aligwekwe
• Release date: May 20, 2024
• ISBN: 9781738163410

Oby Aligwekwe

Oby Aligwekwe is the award-winning author of Nfudu, Hazel House, The Place Beyond Her Dreams, and the Take Me Home Now psychological thriller series. In 2021, The Place Beyond Her Dreams won the National Indie Excellence Awards in the Young Adult Fiction Category. When Oby is not writing, she enjoys traveling to exotic locations and bringing pieces of her travel with her. She lives in Ontario with her family and supports her community through her charity Éclat Beginnings.

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Take Me Home Now

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A Gripping Psychological Thriller

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Book Two

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OBY ALIGWEKWE

Copyright Page

This book is a work of fiction. Characters, names, and events as well as all places, incidents, organizations, and dialog in this novel are either the products of the writer’s imagination or are used fictitiously – not portrayed with geographical and historical accuracy.

TAKE ME HOME NOW. Copyright © 2023 Oby Aligwekwe.

Published in 2023 by Eclat Books All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the publisher.

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eISBN: 978-1-7381634-1-0

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Cover design by Panagiotis Lampridis

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Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

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Chapter One

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After thirty-six years of life, seducing women was second nature to Adam. In his mind, pursuing Tish was a minuscule task compared to his extensive list of conquests. Adam had watched her hips swaying rhythmically on her petite frame as she walked down the same narrow Boston Street she had gone by daily for five years on her way to work at a department store. Her job was the only thing that kept her going since her divorce from Leo, her former childhood sweetheart.

Adam parked his car beside a restaurant when he sighted her. It had been pouring rain the night before, almost like a movie set. Everything the rain had touched sparkled, and a delicious earthy scent filled the air. He almost stumbled as he rushed to get closer to her.

Can I have a moment of your time...Do you know how I can get to..., he said, tapping Tish lightly on the shoulder from behind.

Tish turned briskly, cringing in disgust at what she considered an invasion of her personal space. As her gaze moved past Adam’s broad shoulders through her medicated sunshades and landed on his face, her heart pounded furiously in her chest.

Oh! she exclaimed. Do I know you?

I don’t think so, he said, drawing his words. I...I needed to ask you for directions. Can you spare me a couple of minutes? I promise I won’t take more than that.

Tish was intuitive enough to recognize when someone needed assistance, and this wasn’t the case. Adam’s rugged handsome looks and mannerisms, which stood out, despite his failed attempt at stammering, screamed someone sure of himself.

Can you offer me a little help? Adam continued, rousing Tish from her reverie.

Of course, Tish responded. The overpowering scent of his musky perfume filled her nostrils as he held out his hand. Sorry. Where did you say you were going? She was irritated by his forwardness. Rather than give her hand in return, she stepped back to create more space between them as his six-foot-two frame