The Beast Within
Paige Holt gave an instinctive pat to the inside front pocket of her rain slicker, reassuring herself that the documents were still there. All she needed was one signature, from one man, on one piece of paper.
"Forecasters expect Bernadette to strengthen before making landfall on the barrier islands and eastern seaboard late tonight. More details will be available around eight p.m. when Air Force Reserve hurricane hunters pay Bernadette a return visit —"
She would be long gone by then. Long gone… and free.
The National Hurricane Center broadcast crackled fuzzily in the chartered helicopter. The pilot shifted the controls, taking the craft into its vertical descent. The almost primordial island beach-bound forest of loblolly pines, live oaks and palmetto trees rose up toward her, deceptively quiet. Callula Island.
Was Kieran really here?
They went way back, she and Kieran. Back to their early days at PAX, when she'd actually thought they could do anything as long as they were together. Could she have been more naive? She'd been attracted to him right from the start, with his dark hair a little too long, his ... read full excerpt from The Beast Within ebook
