Take Me Home Now 3: TAKE ME HOME NOW, #3

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: 9781738163427

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 Three

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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: 978-1-7381634-2-7

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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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Tish...Tiish...Tiiish...Can you hear me? the nurse whispered, gently caressing Tish’s shoulder while she muttered, Take me home now...Take me home now, as she convulsed under the blanket. Her half-shut eyes dripped with tears. Some rolled down the side of her face, landing freely on her curly red hair, sprawled all over the flimsy hospital pillow.

It’s okay. You’re fine now, the nurse continued, applying light pressure on Tish’s shoulder, causing her to spasm and move her head from side to side as though frantic to break free from a powerful force causing her unimaginable harm.

Where am I? Tish asked, wide-eyed, wriggling to escape from the nurse’s grip, still unable to grasp her condition as she stared at her face, looking for answers.

You’re safe. We’re in the Jand clinic, the nurse assured her, slowly loosening her hold and signaling her to remain still. I wouldn’t move if I were you. You do not want to open those wounds.

Wounds? Tish gasped, immediately moving her right hand to her chest, where she was starting to get a tight feeling. What...What happened to me? How did I get here?

Please be patient. I’ll get the doctor right away. He’s the one that can answer all your questions, the nurse said as she exited the room, muttering a few words in Spanish.

After she left, Tish altered her gaze from the stained ceilings to the ill-plastered walls in the ward, which seemed to move closer the longer she stared at it. In her mind, the glossy pink pastel oil paint would have been more appropriate for an indoor garden, not for a crowded hospital ward where it left a crippling feeling of hopelessness.

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There were at least six other beds in the room, each with an occupant at a different level of discomfort. The patient on her left had one leg hanging in the air, and the one on the far right had tubes entering and exiting different parts of his body. Tish scanned the room and wished she could talk to each of them to hear their stories, but she knew that was not feasible in her condition. Instead, she focused on the