SHATTERED RULES by REGGI ALLDER
Is it true no good deed goes unpunished?
When Kelly Shaw was a teenager she secretly fell in love with her older sister’s fiancé, FBI agent Brick Larson and would have trusted him with her life. That was years ago. Now she’s been warned not to trust anyone with the deadly secret she’s unwittingly discovered.
Brick is a dedicated FBI agent and will obey an agency directive to get close to Kelly. Even so, the last thing he wants since the breakup of his engagement is a personal relationship with his ex-fiancé’s younger sister. But the Bureau believes Kelly has access to a secret that could endanger the security of the United States. Brick won’t stop until he knows what it is.
Old feelings resurface, but can Kelly depend on Brick and share her secret with him? Will she live long enough to find out?
Targeted Age Group:: Adult
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
What does it mean to be heroic? Heroes in books are often in uniform, Marines, Navy Seals and the like. Spies are usually hunted by the CIA and or FBI. Listening to the news I wondered what if a young woman found herself with a deadly secret, unwittingly discovered, and was warned not to trust anyone not even the authorities.
My wheels were turning. : )
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
After I had the idea for Shattered Rules, to add even more stress, I thought the hero and heroine could have a back story which makes it difficult for them to trust each other. The villain had to be real and strong enough to be a believable threat, so I considered many choices before making a final one.
SHATTERED RULES by REGGI ALLDER
The doorbell broke the late night’s silence. Kelly Shaw woke with a start, sat up in bed, and squinted to see the alarm clock. Eleven forty-five.
The bell buzzed again.
Out of bed, she adjusted her short blue cotton nightgown and rushed to the bedroom window. A brown delivery van idled in the dimly lit driveway. Maybe the airline had finally found her sister’s lost suitcase. Kelly threw on her robe and ran from the room.
In the foyer, she flipped on the overhead porch light and peered out the sidelight window. A tall man in a brown uniform smiled at her.
“You’re working late,” she shouted through the glass.
“You’re the last delivery.”
“Leave it on the porch.”
“I need a signature.”
When the tumblers on the deadbolt lock turned, the front door flew open and the man lunged at her slamming her against the foyer wall. Before she could scream the intruder grabbed her.
“Yell and you’re dead.”
She held her hand tightly against her mouth to push back a scream.
A smaller man rushed into the house and jogged down the hall toward the kitchen.
The man holding her loosened his grasp.
“Get out,” she whispered. “Get out of my house.”
“What do you want?”
“Where the hell is it?” Muscular, with black hair and a tanned complexion, the stranger glared at her.
“Where is what?”
“Wrong answer.” He twisted her arm. “Tell me now.”
With a smile, he yanked her to him. His body heat burned through her thin cotton robe. She coughed as warm cigarette-breath played across her face. His black eyes gazed downward and gawked at her breasts.
Fear pulsed in her.
The sound of slamming cupboard doors and breaking glass came from the kitchen.
The smaller man poked his head out of the kitchen doorway. The odor of French coffee and Italian spices wafted from the room. “Nothing in there.” He ran down the hall toward the bedrooms.
The stranger yanked her down the hallway.
If she could break free, she’d run out the front door.
As if he heard her thinking he tightened his grip.
He slapped her. “If you don’t keep quiet I’ll kill you now.”
Now? Did that mean he was going to kill her later? She closed her eyes. Don’t panic. Don’t panic.
He pushed her forward.
She stumbled into her bedroom and gasped as her mattress was thrown against the wall by the smaller man. He pulled out a switchblade knife, slit it open and ripped out the stuffing. Then he jerked open the dresser drawers and dumped the contents onto the beige pile carpet.
Liquid dripped from an open perfume bottle and the fragrance of roses filled the room.
The clothes from her closet were tossed onto the bedroom floor.
The intruder held the knife to her neck. “Give it to me or I’ll cut you.”
She trembled, afraid to speak with the knife at her throat.
“I could kill you now, bury your body, and no one would be the wiser.”
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