Virginia
Justice Book One: Serial Games
FBI profiler Maggie Weston has a
reputation for identifying the most gruesome of killers. But her reputation is
put on the line when US Marshal Brandon Worth walks into her office with news
the one case that haunted her the most, John Michael Burrows, has escaped
federal custody. Brandon needs her help; she understands how Burrows thinks and
the best tracker on the east coast isn't about to pass up her expertise. Maggie
and Brandon have to work together to catch a serial murderer and the closer
they get to Burrows, the more their hearts become involved. While insecurities
and bitterness threaten a budding relationship between Maggie and Brandon, an
elusive killer terrorizes a small Virginia county with a game he plans on
winning.
A Christian interracial romantic
suspense.
EXCERPT
She needed to assert herself now.
"I'm going to go over some of
the documentation the district attorney's office faxed us to see if I might be
able to find the missing link enabling Burrows to escape custody."
Brandon's eyes narrowed. Obviously
business wasn't what he wanted to hear, and how easily he could read her
discomfort troubled her. He had an uncanny knack for interpreting her body
language. What did that mean? Whatever it meant, she didn't have the time to
analyze it now. She straightened her shoulders. "Knowing who helped him
escape can perhaps shed some light on his next move."
Brandon's level stare remained.
Ok, he's
not buying it. Regardless, I refuse to fall...
"Do you forgive me?"
"What?" The question about
forgiveness startled her. He had apologized but she wasn't interested in
discussing it. All she wanted to do was wash the smoke out of her hair and
crash. It was going on midnight... or past it; she had lost track of time.
In one stride he was in front of her,
one arm around her waist, the other guiding her chin up. His lips were warm and
smooth as they glided over hers. He pulled back and disappointment filled
Maggie at the loss of his heat. She stared into the dark thunderstorm whirling
in his eyes.
"Do you forgive me?" His
hoarse voice rumbled through to her inner core.
The elevator bell chimed. Startled,
Maggie nearly jumped at the ring. She turned to the console. Her numbered floor
illuminated.
"Saved by the bell." He
released her.
Maggie couldn't resist looking at
him. His eyes were veiled but the confident smirk returned. As the elevator
doors opened, Maggie wondered who would be the more difficult challenge to
overcome: Burrows or Brandon?
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