Angel’s husband had barely left the country when the first attempt on her life occurred. Fortunately, Anna was at home and shot the man as he entered through a window that for some reason had been left open. Now a dead body chilled in the basement freezer.
Angel had always known this day would come. She had lived in fear of this day for the last five years. The terrorists had somehow discovered her identity. By the sounds of gunshots outside the house, she knew her nightmare was far from over. Any thought of her living a normal life from here-on wasn’t possible. God only knows what would happen to her and her children now.
Discover the new life of the extraordinary forensic auditor named Angel. She can locate improperly acquired money better than anyone. Unfortunately, that puts her and her children at serious risk.
Nor does her love life work nearly as well as her forensic abilities. Men are constantly using, then betraying her. Still, she remains positive and optimistic. Now that she is officially dead, living deep within a mountain, she hopes she and her children will be safe.
To her surprise, the biggest threat is not from criminals, but her husband, who has ordered her to be killed.
While Sahid argued with Anna on their next move, Angel eased from the room and hurried to the basement as Anna had requested. Max had once told her in case of a security issue, Anna was in charge.
Once down the steps, Angel searched for someplace to hide. Damn it all! Why had her grandparents lived such a simple life? They never accumulated the mounds of junk that could have provided hiding spots.
All that sat in the large concrete basement was the recently updated oil tank and furnace needed to heat their house during the cold Virginia winters, an old futon, and a giant freezer, currently hosting the dead body of the man who attempted to enter the house through a second story window that had somehow been left open. She knelt to slide beneath the futon and yelped at the sight of a hand. The man was dead, but where had he come from?
The basement door opened and Sahid glared down at her. “I told you to…never mind. Just stay down there.” He then slammed the door shut, never giving her a chance to tell him about the second dead body.
She grabbed the edge of the futon, planning to move it away from the body, only hands gripped her mouth and waist and pulled her back into a hard body. She tried to twist out of the attacker’s grip, but he was too strong.
A low voice growled in her ear. “Angel, I’m Captain Logan, here to rescue you. We have your boys.”
She stopped fighting. She had no idea if he was really here to rescue her, but if he had her boys then she had no choice but to go with him.
“Where’s Anna?” he whispered. His question gave her hope this truly was a rescue.
“Upstairs, in Max’s office, I think. She’s going to put the house in lock down.” She recalled Anna telling Sahid the opposite. “Oh God! Anna must think Sahid is working for the terrorists.”
The basement door opened. The man released her and jumped beneath the stairs.
“Angel, you okay?” Anna asked. The tension in her voice was audible.
“Try to find a place to hide,” Anna advised and closed the door.
Before she could follow Anna’s advice, the captain gripped Angel by the waist and rushed her to the south end of the basement where the furnace stood. He opened a panel and motioned for her to enter.
The face of another man stared up from what should have been solid ground. Evidently Max had a tunnel dug to her house. At least she hoped it was Max who’d done this. While both men had the hardened eyes of soldiers, she sensed no hate in them. They genuinely seemed to be rescuing her.
But she needed one promise from the captain before she could go. “Rescue Anna. She’s still upstairs.”
The captain’s eyes nailed her with a frightening intensity. “If you’ll leave with my man, now, I’ll see to Anna.”
About the Author:
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.
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