After a long day canvassing for witnesses, Special Agent Chapel just wants to spend her Friday evening at home, but her partner insists on one last interview.
It's a decision that turns her world upside down, and she finds herself trapped in a shadow-filled dungeon. If the stench is anything to go by, she isn't the first.
Bleeding from a life-threatening wound, and with only her training to keep her alive, Chapel will have to do the unthinkable if she is to survive The Basement...
This short story has 20 Amazon reviews and a 4.5 star rating there. It is in Kindle Unlimited and was released on 4 Nov 2015. It had a one-day free promo where there were over 8,800 downloads, then was listed at $2.99. For three weeks in November 2015, on Amazon USA the story ranked
#949 Paid in the entire Kindle Store
#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle Short Reads > 45 minutes (22-32 pages) > Mystery, Thriller & Suspense
#1 in Kindle Store > Kindle Short Reads > 45 minutes (22-32 pages) > Literature & Fiction
#17 in Books > Mystery, Thriller & Suspense > Thrillers & Suspense > Crime > Serial Killers
To date (20 December 2015), it has also had over 30,000 page reads in Kindle Unlimited.
The English version is now priced at $0.99 (it is a short story of only 7752 words after all) but all translations will be priced at $2.99.
I think this story has saturated the English speaking market, so would love to break into other language markets.
Please will you help me? Thank you so much. :-)
"So, you must have lots of friends over."
Yeah, the Kardashians are here all the time.
"No." Jevington squirmed then scratched his knee.
"Not even lady friends?" Edwards pressed.
Kim, Khloe, Kourtney, and that old bat Kris. And Caitlyn. Let’s not forget Caitlyn.
Jevington scooted his chair forward and hoicked his gut onto the edge of the table. Loose papers gusted away from underneath.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jevington," Edwards continued, finally cluing in to his subject's discomfort. "You aren't under suspicion of anything. We're interested in a recent string of bank robberies. You might have read about them in the newspaper. Some marked bills from a few of them came back into circulation right across the street."
"Oh, yes," Edwards said. "Why, the first robbery was over on…"
Here we go again, Chapel thought.
Some blood-sucking parasite landed on the back of her neck. She shook her hair to swish it off.
"So, Mr. Jevington, what do you do for a living?"
Porn star. Isn't it obvious?
"Was a veterinary assistant."
"On disability now. Can't work."
"Really? What kind of disability?"
Chapel cleared her throat but kept her eyes fixed on the tablet. Did he really have to ask?
Jevington sighed and tapped his temple. "Mental problems."
You don't say.
Already translated. Translated by Gaëlle Guilleaume
Already translated. Translated by Cristina Fernández Redondo
Very pleased with the translation of The Basement. Cristina was very responsive, timely and thorough. Excellent communication. I highly recommend her.