The
Ringer
Amber
Malloy
Genre:
Romantic Suspense
Publisher:
Decadent Publishing
Date
of Publication: May 23, 2014
ISBN:
978-1-61333-694-6
ASIN:
Number
of pages: 184
Word
Count: 55,395
Cover
Artist: Lacey Savage
Book
Description:
Lane
Garret is a dead ringer...
Newly
single, cheaters decoy Lane Garret is excited about her fresh start
and believes everything is at last on track. Unfortunately, her
fantasy of the good life is blown away…along with one of her marks.
While on a date, Lane not just witnesses a murder but almost becomes
a victim. Saved in the nick of time by one hot detective, she wonders
if someone wants her dead.
On
forced leave due to a pending Internal Affairs investigation, Jackson
(Jax) Thornbird agrees to do a friend a favor. Tricked into decoy
security, Jax decides one night will be easy enough, but things go
awry. When shots are fired, he grabs the girl and leaves the scene of
the crime—a rash decision that could ruin his career. However, Jax
has a hunch the intended target wasn’t the dead, cheating husband.
It
was too dark to see the woman’s face, but Jax recognized something
about her. Streetlights ran over the car, creating a quick shadow
before slipping back into the night.
He
couldn’t get a good read on her face.
Even
with her strange blonde hair and oddly matched clothes, Jax
remembered the decoy.
This
woman reeked girl-next-door wholesomeness, but without direct light
he couldn’t place her, underneath the heavy makeup and the
two-times-too-small Hello Kitty tank she wore.
“I
know you,” she said. It came out in a hushed whisper while they
sped down Wacker Drive. The underground tunnel had dangerous twists
and turns.
“I-I-I
remember—” she stuttered with a bit more panic lacing her voice.
A
sedan whizzed past them, missing the sports car by mere inches. To
overcompensate for the close call, she jerked the wheel too hard,
careening them into a massive spinout.
Adrenaline
thrummed through his veins, and Jax reached over to grab the steering
wheel.
“Put
your foot on the brake,” he instructed as they continued to spin in
the opposite direction. She didn’t utter a single word, not even a
peep, while Jax maneuvered the car into the slide.
Almost
too late to save them, Jax noted very few cars passed them before
they spun out over the median divider.
“I
know you,” she wheezed. The woman dropped her head on the wheel.
The
car idled in the middle of the road as Jax tried to calm her down.
“You’re going into shock,” he told her. “I need you to take
three deep breaths, hold for five seconds, then exhale. Come on, I’ll
do it with you. One.” Getting close to her, he inhaled and waited
before he released.
After
a moment she began to follow his lead. Once they got through their
first repetition, she had calmed down a bit. “Hot,” she said
before she snatched the blonde wig off and shook her dark hair loose.
The light from the street caught her eyes. Jax gazed into her
dazzling green globes.
“Yeah,”
he admitted as he stared at her. “I know you, too.”
Amber
Malloy dreamed of being a double agent but couldn't pass the psyche
evaluation. Crushed by despair that she couldn't legally shoot
things, Amber pursued her second career choice as pastry chef. When
she's not writing or whipping up a mean Snickers Cheesecake, she
occasionally spies on her sommelier. Amber is convinced he's faking
his French accent.
@authambermalloy
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