This explosive thriller will keep you turning pages as the fast-paced action races across Europe. Buy this amazing book from a talented new writer today!
Wilhelma D’Arcy, otherwise known as Billy, is bored studying in Paris, so she heads to Spain where she falls in with a young Spanish crowd on the edge of criminality. Finding herself witnessing a brutal murder, she goes on the run.
Tristan is bored and despondent after being made redundant by his city firm when a telephone call from his ex-Commanding Officer from his army days sees him introduced to an old acquaintance, Lord D’Arcy, and reluctantly accepting a job to escort home the Lord’s wayward daughter. Staying with the lovely Anne, the widow of one of his army colleagues in Spain, Tristan soon realises that Billy has got herself deep into something sinister and very deadly. Worse, she is on the run from Diablo, a dangerous and sinister criminal organisation led by the merciless yet beautiful Angelique, who are always one step ahead.
This explosive thriller will keep you turning pages as the fast-paced action races across Europe. Buy this amazing book from a talented new writer today!
Excerpt
The sleek, low, black-hulled speedboat lay gently drifting in the darkness of a Mediterranean night. The water lapped against the fiberglass hull as it let the sea direct her at will. Known locally as a cigarette boat, its long low profile shape was almost invisible as it wallowed in the small troughs. The absence of running lights marked it as a smuggler. The moon slid slowly between dark clouds reducing visibility until the sea and sky merged into an inky blackness.
The two figures clad in black wetsuits stood perfectly still as they surveyed the lights glinting on the distant coastline that was their ultimate destination. Occasionally one of the two would do a three hundred and sixty degree scan. The binoculars they used were military issue, turning the lights and surroundings to a ghostly green. No sign of the customs helicopter or any of the numerous patrol craft they knew would be lurking somewhere within the darkness.
Behind them lay the North African coast, to their front, shining in the distance, was the Spanish mainland. Somewhere off to the East were the Balearic Islands where hopefully the second boat, a small Spanish fishing boat laden with its precious cargo would make a successful landfall.
They were about to enter Spanish territorial waters where they were hoping to stir up some lively interest.
