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Shae Martin Worthy
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Category:
Action/Thriller
Publisher: Worthy Publishing
ISBN-10: 0615484298
Type: Fiction
Pages: 411
ISBN-13: 9780615484297
A story about Cameron who finds out his entire life was a lie.
When Cameron Spencer is given the case that could skyrocket his legal career, he doesn’t expect for it to be pivotal to his personal life as well. Cameron is in a race against time to save a man from being executed for killing his 9-month pregnant wife 27 years before. He’s had every available appeal and time’s running out. Not only does Cameron surprise himself by falling in love with his colleague, Caitlyn, he soon realizes he’s much more connected to this case on a personal level. When Caitlyn goes missing, Cameron knows it has something to do with the case.
How much does someone close to him know about this and isn’t saying? Can Cameron find the woman with whom he has fallen in love and save a man from dying before it’s too late? Can he forgive those who deceived him all his life?
Excerpt
Victoria drove along, happy that the evening had been such a success. She couldn’t wait to get home to Garret. He’d be so happy to hear about all the wonderful things they got for the baby. Marilyn was right. If Victoria had taken the things home, she’d be too excited to rest. Victoria smiled to herself as little Gary kicked her. She knew in her heart that she was going to give Garret a son. The next one would be a girl, but this was going to be a boy. Vicki was so deep in thought, until she almost ran the traffic light.
“The last thing I need is to have an accident in my condition.”
The light seemed to hold forever. Vicki sat there, calmly tapping her fingers against the steering wheel. As she sat at the light on the nearly deserted road, Victoria screamed as a masked man jumped into the back seat of her car and held a gun to her. She’d not locked her doors, and now it seemed that she was going to pay for it.
“Just drive,” the voice whispered.
“O-Okay,” Vicki cried. “P-Please don’t hurt me!”
“Drive, dammit!” the voice demanded louder.
Vicki drove along, trembling the whole time. What did her assailant want? Was it money, was it the car? She would have gladly given him anything to save her life and that of her unborn child.
“Pull over and put the car in park,” the assailant instructed, after making her turn onto a dark road. “And don’t turn around.”
“P-Please, take the car! Take my money! I don’t care, but please don’t hurt me!” Vicki cried once again.
Before Vicki could continue pleading for her life, she felt something cover her mouth. She tried in vain to fight. She couldn’t breathe. Suddenly, everything went black.
*****
Victoria felt groggy, as she tried to open her eyes. She could hear voices around her, but couldn’t understand what was being said. Everything was muffled and echoed. Who were these people? She felt such sharp pains in her stomach. She was in labor. Her baby was coming, but where was Garret? Who was in the room with her? She couldn’t focus; all she could see was two figures looming over her. Why were they arguing? She felt as if she was being cut, but wasn’t given anything for the pain. She weakly tried to scream out, but it was as if she was floating. She felt someone force her mouth open and stuff in a small towel to suppress her voice. She couldn’t talk nor breathe. Her arms were tied. She tried to kick at her assailants, but they held her legs down. Who was doing this to her? Was her baby okay? As if on cue, she heard her baby cry. She tried to scream again, but couldn’t. As she began to focus, she saw her assailants. Why were they doing this to her?
“No!” Victoria’s muffled voice tried in vain to protest.
But it was too late; she could see the hate in her attacker’s eyes. Someone up to this point that she’d trusted. Victoria knew she was going to die, as she saw the knife lunging towards her chest. For the few moments she lived, Victoria felt another stab, one after the other. She couldn’t hold on. She felt as if her body was dying slowly. At least the baby was okay. Or was he? Was it a boy as she’d always felt? Or would a girl grow up without knowing her mother?
“My baby,” Victoria whispered, never getting a chance to see or hold her baby, as tears ran down her face. Victoria suddenly felt cold, as her body went limp.
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