Synopsis:
To give is a virtue. But to give your very self, the ultimate
bequest. Offered in love, it can be wondrous. Offered in desperation, it can be
deadly.
In Book Two of this three-part epic, young
and tempting Kate Simmons at last seemed to have reached a safe haven of
happiness when she moved in with Neil, ambitious and persevering, both in his
legal practice and his love life. Taking great care to protect his trophy and
the surprise he had in mind for Kate, Neil hired security to accompany his
soon-to-be fiancée on a scavenger hunt of a lifetime. As Book Three continues
their saga, it is life itself that is in the balance when Kate becomes the
hunted as the jilted Roger snatches his prey.
The obsessed minds of Neil and Roger now
take aim squarely at each other — with a bare and exposed Kate directly in the
crossfire. Knowing her very life will be the winner’s spoil, Kate stares agony
in its ghastly face as it approaches for the death dance.
There is no time, no place, no safety in a
war of fixation. A war in which the winner will be either the last one
standing, or the last one to die.
Excerpt:
“Roger, why did you feel you had to
threaten me with a syringe? You’ve tied me to the door. This doesn’t make
sense. You’re my friend.”
“Kate, I’ve been very angry since you left
me. I came to you and poured my heart out, telling you my feelings. And what
did you do? You disappeared and cheated on me with Statton. This is the way
it’s going to be for now. My way, not your way,” Roger practically shouted.
Her questions made him more agitated, so
she decided to try another tactic. Reaching over and placing her hand on his
thigh, she said in a soft voice, “You’re right. I was thoughtless and I hurt
you. For that I am very sorry. Do you think you could find it in your heart to
forgive me?”
Even though Roger was looking forward, she
could see him visibly relax and some of the tension between them dissipated. He
seemed to be mulling over what she had just said.
“In time, I’ll be able to forgive you
Kate.”
Maybe talking about Jacob would lighten the
mood a little more. “Is that adorable boy in the backseat, Jacob?” she asked.
“Yes, it is,” Roger said, concentrating on
driving.
“He looks like a little angel sleeping
there,” Kate said, knowing that Jacob was Roger’s pride and joy.
GTY:
FFY:
TBY:
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