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The Pineville Heist by Lee Chambers
Pineville Heist is the debut #1 Thriller from writer/director Lee Chambers. The
screenplay version attracted Booboo Stewart (Seth Clearwater) from the Twilight
movies for the lead in the motion picture slated to shoot later this year.
Amazon Rankings #1 THRILLER (APRIL 2012)
#1 CHILDREN’S MYSTERY (APRIL 2012)
#3 FOR ALL BOOKS (APRIL 2012)
Here’s the set-up:
year old Aaron stumbles into the aftermath of a five million dollar bank heist
gone wrong. Hiding under a canoe, Aaron partially catches the murder of one of
the robbers. In the chaos he sneaks away with the money and heads straight for
the closest place of safety, his high school. Terrified, Aaron tells his
shocking tale to Amanda Becker, his drama teacher, but it doesn’t take long for
one of the psychotic robbers to show up. In the locked down school the pair are
relentlessly pursued in a quest to get the money back and wipe out the
Aaron almost jumped out of his skin. The shudder of fast-moving air
around the muzzle sent a shockwave, before the sound ever hit Aaron’s ears.
That was when he knew that Jake was dead. Yet, his ears were ringing so loudly,
everything seemed like it was vibrating. He hoped that he hadn’t let out a
scream when it happened. If he had, he never would’ve heard it. He didn’t even
hear Jake’s body hit the ground – Jake simply fell into view, pale and flaccid;
his cheek slamming against the ground right outside the canoe – mere inches
from Aaron’s terrified face.
to control the roll of his dying eyes, Jake looked up and made contact with
Aaron. Jake’s eyebrows rose, perhaps involuntarily, or maybe in surprise at
seeing Aaron beneath the canoe. A wave of blood washed over Jake’s brow and
down his nose.
Aaron shook his head, trembling, as Jake stared now unblinking at him.
Aaron raised a shaky finger to his lips – shhh,
for God’s sake, shhh.
Jake’s tongue fought back against the blood in his throat. He gurgled,
“Help me... he’s a...” A second bullet was fired, silencing Jake, snuffing out
his last words. The flash of the gunfire illuminated Aaron, as he cringed,
wishing this nightmare would end and he could just wake-up in his bed at the
mansion. Just get me out of here.
In that exact same instant, in a moment of madness, Steve and Mike made
a run for it. They rushed out of their hiding place in the bushes, while the
figure’s back was turned on them, darting across the campsite.
Their footsteps weren’t dainty or quiet. A couple of knuckleheads
trampling like a herd of crazed buffalo. They might as well have screamed,
“RUN!”, because the figure spun around, dropping the stick to the ground once
more, and barreled after them, gun raised.
Steve and Mike hurdled the canoe with ease, but Aaron panicked, curling
into a ball as the figure jumped the canoe, his foot catching on the lip. In a
second, the canoe flipped right over, totally exposing Aaron in his fetal
Then another few seconds passed. A gunshot in the distance. Aaron opened
his eyes. Nobody. They were all gone.
Aaron unfurled himself and slowly found the will to stand up. At his
feet, Jake had bled out. Something then caught Aaron’s eye, right out of the
corner of his peripheral vision. Stuffed under the seat of the canoe. A green
Aaron whipped through the long grass as fast as his legs would carry
him. His eyes were filled with angst and adrenaline. He was still in shock. Not
every day you see a dead man. Not every day you see that much money either – he
glanced down at the backpack in his arms. Must – keep – running.