Blamed
by Edie Harris
(Blood Money #1)
Published by: Carina Press (HQN)
Publication date: November 3rd 2014
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
(Blood Money #1)
Published by: Carina Press (HQN)
Publication date: November 3rd 2014
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Synopsis
Born into a long line of spies, sanctioned killers and covert
weapons developers, Beth Faraday carried out her first hit-for-hire when she
was still a teenager.
That part of her life—the American spy royalty part—ended one year
ago, with a job gone wrong in Afghanistan. The collateral damage she caused
with a single shot was unfathomable and, for Beth, unforgivable. She’s worked
hard to build a new life for herself, far away from the family business.
But someone, somewhere, hasn’t forgotten what Beth did in Kabul.
And they want revenge.
As the Faraday clan bands together to defend Beth and protect
their legacy, Beth is forced to flee her new home with the unlikeliest of
allies—MI6 agent Raleigh Vick, the only man she’s ever loved. And the one she
thought she’d killed in the desert.
Excerpt
Crap,
but she hated when he went all
bossy-britches on her. She’d worked under his command for a decade, back when
her role in the family business had been her reason for breathing, and old
habits died hard. Stalking through her unlit living room to the front windows,
she peeked through a slat in the teakwood blinds at the night outside, dark and
cold. No sign of life on the street below…or in the window across the way. “If
you guys are so concerned about me, why isn’t one of you here yet?”
“Tobias
is on his way to you.”
“What?” Her other older brother—the fussy lawyer—was
probably the last family member she’d expect to show up on her doorstep in
Chicago. “Why?”
“That’s
what I’m trying to tell you. We’ve got trouble.”
“Then
why…why didn’t you call my cell?” Her cell was secure, but anything they said
on the landline could be overheard, and likely was, given her storied past. It
was why Casey had demanded she get a landline in the first place, so anyone listening
would witness Beth being a normal—capital “N” normal—civilian when she spoke to
the cable company or one of her coworkers at the Institute.
“Because
I want them to know we know.” Casey’s voice was brutal and as cold as the
weather outside her apartment. “A hit’s been put on you.”
She
froze, her stomach cramping. “You really are
in Belfast, aren’t you?” she whispered as everything clicked into place. Tobias
flying to see her. Human footprints on Bob and Keith’s balcony. The dark window
across the street.
Wait. Not so dark, not anymore. Flashes of light,
the kind that signaled discharge by a firearm, lit up the bay window that
hadn’t shown any sign of life in nearly forty-eight hours. His window. “Shit.”
The
Beretta was back in her hand before she took her next breath, dropping the
cordless phone to the rug on her brother’s concerned shouts. Not bothering to
find shoes, she dashed down the stairs and out into the street—an empty street
that held new menace, every shifting shadow a possible threat—in nothing but
her socks. The freezing winter air cut through her thin blouse, sharpening her
senses as she sprinted up the shoveled sidewalk.
She
had to save her friendly neighborhood spy.
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Author Bio
Edie Harris studied English and Creative Writing at the University
of Iowa and Grinnell College. She fills her days with writing and editing
contract proposals, but her nights belong to the world of romance fiction.
Edie lives and works in Chicago and is represented by Laura Bradford of
Bradford Literary Agency.
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