By Linda Howard
In Linda Howard’s talented arms, moment percentages, unforeseen romance, and unrelenting motion mix right into a riveting new novel of suspense. In demise Angel, undesirable women can get up and belief their hearts, undesirable men can struggle for what’s correct . . . and loss of life simply could be the one solution to swap one’s life.A outstanding good looks with a flavor for diamonds and unsafe males, Drea Rousseau is greater than content material to be arm sweet for Rafael Salinas, a infamous crime lord who bargains with betrayal via quickly and treacherous capacity: a bullet to the again of the pinnacle, a blade around the neck, an incendiary gadget underneath a vehicle. desirous to holiday with Rafael, Drea makes a fateful choice and a determined flow, stealing a mountain of money from the malicious killer. in any case, an break out has to be financed.Though Drea runs, Salinas is familiar with she can’t hide–and he dispatches a cold-blooded murderer in sizzling pursuit, leading to a sad flip of occasions. Or does it?Left for useless, Drea miraculously returns to the area of the residing a replaced lady. She’s now not shallow and egocentric, not steals or cheats or sells herself brief. either humbled and extremely joyful with this unforeseen moment likelihood, Drea embraces her new lifestyles. yet to be able to consider secure and sound–and cease nervously taking a look over her shoulder–she might want to take down those that marked her for death.Joining forces with the FBI, providing important within info that basically she will supply, Drea reveals herself operating with the main risky guy she’s ever identified. but the nearer they get to possibility, the extra extreme their emotions for every different turn into, and the extra Drea realizes that the price of her new existence might be her lifestyles itself–as good as her middle.
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Maybe it was the long days of solitude, or the mostly empty road that meant she likely wasn’t in grave danger if she let her mind wander, but with nothing to occupy her time except her thoughts she began to feel…uneasy. That was the only way to explain it. She’d made a mistake somewhere, somehow. All the steps she’d taken ran through her head, and she examined each one. She tried to think what she could have done differently, and other than transferring all the money to the Elizabeth bank and taking her chances with an extended stay in the area, she came up blank.
Then, in a flurry of activity, she could wire smaller sums out of the Grissom bank to all those other banks, and one by one she could go to those other banks, close out the accounts, and get the money in cash. She would fly under the radar. Getting the entire two million would take longer—a lot longer—but unless he could hack into the bank’s computer system she should be home free. Well, almost home free. At the least she would buy enough time to get a new identity and start over. With a new name, a new Social Security number, she could disappear.
She was afraid to stay in one place long enough to unpack her suitcase. She’d had somewhere to stay, but it wasn’t hers, a place where she belonged and could let her guard down. Maybe “home” and “security” actually meant the same thing—in any case, she knew she hadn’t found it yet. She was holding her breath, waiting to start living. On Wednesday she found herself driving in a wide, meandering circle around Grissom, as if she were circling a drain. There was nothing to see except miles and miles of flat land, green with the summer crops, and the wide blue bowl of sky overhead.