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Category:
Mainstream
Publisher: Wipf & Sotck
Type: Fiction
Pages: 170
Copyright: March 22, 2024
ISBN-13: 9798385210374
Price: $9.99 (eBook)
A romantic break-up . . .
A shocking break-in . . .
They say bad things come in threes . . . so, what’s next? It's every mother's nightmare.
When thirty-seven-year-old Sarah Harding tries to piece her life back together after losing her boyfriend and some of her valuable inheritance, the last thing she expects is a phone call bearing more bad news: Her teenage daughter, Emily, is missing from the summer sports camp where she is enrolled. In the shadow of every woman’s nightmare, Sarah drops everything and embarks on a trip to join the search team to help find her daughter . . . only she never arrives.
Will Sarah survive her own tragedy? Does Sarah’s ex-boyfriend, Nick, have a part in any of this? Will Emily be found?
Excerpt
“Fine with me…ouch, ouch…wait up,” Hayley cried, attempting to keep up the pace.
A couple of blocks later came to dead end. Emily’s frustration turned to hopelessness. Uh oh…now what? Compounding things was something else. Across the street loomed the same white car that passed them earlier. The feeling of despair that draped over her quickly escalated to fear at seeing the figure of a man come nearer. The way he walked. That smirk of a smile—more chiseled than warm—gave her the creeps. Why was he wearing sunglasses at night? Emily stood cold in her tracks. Her pulse beat in her ears.
“Need a ride, ladies?” he said in a slightly southern drawl and whipped off his glasses. The look in his eyes—the cold, hard stare—didn’t look friendly in the least to Emily. Her throat turned dry and her heart thumped in overtime. A trickle of sweat rolled down first one arm and then the other. “Seen you been walking around town without an escort…not a good idea.” He smirked again.
Emily shot a glance at Hayley, hoping that she sensed the danger, too, as he came closer. After seeing one too many thriller movies, she couldn’t walk down a dark, empty alley without thinking someone was following her; this was true. Either way, her instincts would not betray her; this unsettled feeling deep down was there for a reason. The man stepped closer. He was about fifty feet away now…then forty…thirty…twenty… The adrenaline coursed through her veins, summoning a nerve she didn’t know she owned.
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