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Enough Good News - Book #1
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Blind Justice - Book #3
They set the house alarm and headed out to what was still a beautifully starry night although it had gotten much cooler. They were both moving a little slower than usual partly due to the meal they had consumed but also because they wanted to stretch a moment in time that was swiftly coming to an end. He reached into the plastic bag that held his suit and wallet and pulled out his business card. He wrote something on the back and handed it to her.
“Call me when you get home so I know you made it safely? My home number is on the back.”
Oh, man she thought he's one of those. She always forgot to call and most of her friends knew by now not to even say anything. She figured she would have to break him in too. “If I forget, just believe God that I got home safely?”
He took a step closer before speaking quietly. “Sidra, I’m tired. Please don’t make me drive all the way home just to go back out to the office and pull your number from the HR records to make sure you’re safe.”
That did it, she was officially impressed. “No need.” Pulling a piece of paper out of her purse, she wrote her home number on it before handing it to him. He took the paper and pulled her toward him in one move. He gave her a ‘church hug’ and then whispered in her ear. “Drive safe. You live in Virginia right? How long does it take you to get home from here?
She almost collapsed. Being that close to him and feeling his warm breath in her ear sent her senses reeling but she managed to answer him. “Should be about 20 minutes this time of night.”
He held her for a moment longer before letting go. “Alright, expect your phone to ring in about 30 minutes.”
No Weapon - Book #2
Sidney sighed. “I simply wanted you to know where I was coming from. So when I say things that may not seem to make any sense at the moment, give me a little lee-way, OK?”
Past experience had taught him well and he knew better than to agree to something so vague. “Things like what?”“Like, what if I told you I know you didn’t just randomly show up at the health expo or walk up to me tonight. You were sent to protect me.”
He sat motionless, had even stopped breathing at some point. No one had ever picked up on his cover before. Not once. It was one of the things he prided himself on. If he needed to be a drug dealer or a diplomat or a charming ladies man, he became that person. He had a natural ability to blend into every possible demographic. So how did this one woman with no background in espionage pick up on him so easily? His senses went on high alert and he felt like he had just been busted in a sting.
Clearing his throat brought no relief from the things he was feeling so he grabbed his glass and took a long swallow. When he was sure he could speak in a normal tone he set the glass back on the table. “Why would you say something like that?”
“God told me.”
“What else did He tell you?”
She gave a furtive grin. “Nothing else about you so you can relax.”
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He studied her for a long moment. It was his custom to pick one word for his case subjects and stick with it for the length of the case. He found it helped him to focus as time went on. It happened during every case that situations starting out as crystal clear would eventually turn murky. He knew it would be hard to see the forest for the trees at that point so this was an aid he developed early on. That one word chosen in the beginning usually helped clear his mind when the time came.
He could still hear the voice of his old academy instructor in the back of his head. Trust your gut. First impressions were usually right so he always took the time to capture his while the person didn’t realize they were being watched. He watched her stop to talk to a young mother and kiss the woman’s baby before she disappeared into the church. He settled on ‘engaging’ as his word for Cadence. She was attractive but not in the commercial sense. She was graceful but not girly, definitely more ball player than ballerina. She also had a smile that could light up a city.
Engaging. He would have to remember that for the future. Remember that when he felt himself being pulled in by pretty almond shaped eyes and smooth skin the color of chocolate. He could admit that he was attracted to her but Tony’s account of ‘the miracle’ still bothered him and he was not going to rest until that little mystery was solved.
He would not allow her to get him off track, even if she was precisely what he looked for in a woman, down to the thicker frame and painted red toes. Even if she looked liked she had been custom made to suit his preference in women, there could be no missteps with Cadence. That’s what he told himself once more before he opened the car door and stepped onto the asphalt parking lot.
Man, I’m in trouble.
LONG NIGHT - Book #4
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Terrence hung up the phone in disbelief. He should have been ecstatic. The case he’d been working on had finally been wrapped up and he was free. It took twice as long as he thought it would to complete, almost nine months.
Long enough to have a baby he thought to himself. And apparently long enough for her to establish a relationship with another man. Instead of ecstasy all he felt that night was disbelief.
He remembered looking at the phone again tempted to pick it up and redial the number but he knew there would be no use. The line was free of static and he heard the words Sidney spoke on the voicemail message clearly.
“I’m getting married. I didn’t want you to find out any other way. I thought I at least owed you that.”
He placed the phone back in its cradle and walked to his bedroom. The more her words re-played in his mind the more agitated he became. She owed him more than a phone call telling him that she was engaged to another man. She owed him a lot more than that. She owed him her life. She owed him her heart!
So here he was, in the most expensive county in California going to a neighborhood he would never be able to afford on his salary as an FBI agent. He knew of the expensive homes and boutique shops located in the area. They and the people who occupied them were often the subject of T.V. shows, but he wasn’t interested in the area as a whole. Only one mansion held his interest. He used his contacts at the agency to get the address he was now headed toward. He wasn’t interested in taking her away from him. She had clearly made her choice and he loved her enough to let her go. All he wanted to know was… why?
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