No Angels for Christmas
The Mystery Angel Romance Series Book 2
by Petie McCarty
Genre:
Cozy Mystery, Romantic Suspense
Cozy Mystery, Romantic Suspense
No Angels for Christmas. . . a cozy romantic mystery with suspense from
The Mystery Angel Romances series. An angel hidden in every book
waiting for you to figure out the angel’s identity . . .
The Mystery Angel Romances series. An angel hidden in every book
waiting for you to figure out the angel’s identity . . .
Child psychologist Rachel Kelly isn't quite sure how to handle the
situation with her newest client—a six-year-old boy who says he can
talk to angels and one is coming to help Rachel. She already has her
hands full of trouble this Christmas season, and things quickly take
a turn for the worse when a stalker crashes Rachel's Christmas party
and takes her young clients hostage.
situation with her newest client—a six-year-old boy who says he can
talk to angels and one is coming to help Rachel. She already has her
hands full of trouble this Christmas season, and things quickly take
a turn for the worse when a stalker crashes Rachel's Christmas party
and takes her young clients hostage.
Police negotiator, Lt. Jake Dillon, walked away from his fiancée Rachel when she suddenly
balked at having kids. His kids. Yet when the hostage crisis erupts,
Rachel calls Jake first. Now he has a choice to make—stand back and
wait for the cavalry to save Rachel or step in and try to save her
himself. Time is running out, and Jake may be their only chance for rescue.
balked at having kids. His kids. Yet when the hostage crisis erupts,
Rachel calls Jake first. Now he has a choice to make—stand back and
wait for the cavalry to save Rachel or step in and try to save her
himself. Time is running out, and Jake may be their only chance for rescue.
Unless Rachel's little angel-spying client is telling the truth…
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Jake whipped his BMW into
the Azalea Center parking lot and switched off his headlights in one smooth
motion. Guided by the light from the few streetlamps, he coasted to a silent stop
next to Wally’s Jeep, though his emotions had urged him to come screeching around
the corner like the cavalry. Common sense and the need for stealth won out. He
couldn’t risk driving the trespasser underground only to have him surface later
after Jake had gone.
Clicking off his interior
lights, he drew his Sig Sauer from the glove compartment, then climbed out and
pushed the car door in until the latch quietly held. He waited several seconds
to let his eyes and ears take in the entire scene. Damn. All the landscaping crowded around the Center provided a
multitude of places for a trespasser to hide.
He put a hand on the
hood of Wally’s Jeep. Still warm, even in the cold night air. A brief stab of
guilt hit him for dumping his team so abruptly in the Beef n’ Barrel. Couldn’t
be helped.
He scanned the closest
landscape beds for some sign of Wally. A stiff north breeze whipped across the
parking area, stirring up leaves and debris. Barely visible through the
treetops, the almost-full moon blazed bright.
He made his way past
the large perimeter oaks to the interior sidewalk and began a slow circle of
the building, checking sections of garden as he paced. All the offices on the
west side of the building were unoccupied, and all windows were dark, a few with
vestiges of their interior visible due to adjacent emergency lighting.
Rachel’s office just around
the corner faced the back of the property. At this time of night, her office
interior would be entirely visible with her lights on. Jake knew this because he’d
snuck over here enough times in the last few months to observe her office from
the garden. He was pathetic and every few weeks had needed a glimpse of her to
get by. A wry smile twitched the edges of his mouth. He could’ve been called in
as a trespasser on any one of those nights should someone have spotted him and
cared enough to make the call.
Careful to remain off
the sidewalk, he silently paced toward the back garden. If the trespasser was a
stalker, then the perp probably knew the Center had no security guard and no
security system. A fact that had always bothered Jake.
At the back corner of the
property, he crossed the sidewalk to inspect the landscape areas adjacent to
the building. With quick steps, he shifted from one landscape bed to another. Crouching
as he left the larger camellias, he moved through the shorter azaleas and
Indian hawthorn.
Clearing the corner, his
position even with the back of the building, he paused to reconnoiter and
stared at the faint pool of light cast by an overhead office. Rachel’s office.
As his gaze rose to the
second-floor office, his eyes searched for the all-too-familiar figure. Without
thinking, he straightened to his full height, clearly visible to anyone
glancing out the window. Yet no one searched for a figure in the garden. All
eyes in the office were busy.
Rachel stood with Olivia
and her children on one side of the conference room. On the other side of the
room, a man in a worn red jacket and baseball cap faced them—pointing a gun.
This was Jake’s horrible
nightmare.
No Cowboys No Angels
The Mystery Angel Romances Book 1
Kellen Brand's inheritance turns out to be a whopper—one dilapidated farm
in West Virginia and one guardian angel!
in West Virginia and one guardian angel!
Since Kellen is convinced no sane woman would choose to live in Riverside,
she vows to sell her farm and quick. Her handsome neighbor Luke
Kenyon must block the farm sale or risk exposure of his family's
secrets. While Kellen has located one potential buyer, she faces a
town full of objectors. Someone is trying to frighten her off, and
Luke is forced to step in and rescue her more than once.
she vows to sell her farm and quick. Her handsome neighbor Luke
Kenyon must block the farm sale or risk exposure of his family's
secrets. While Kellen has located one potential buyer, she faces a
town full of objectors. Someone is trying to frighten her off, and
Luke is forced to step in and rescue her more than once.
Unfortunately, Kellen can't seem to stay out of trouble. She stumbles onto a
clandestine hazardous-waste-dumping operation next to her farm, and
she prays Luke has one more rescue up his sleeve. It's her only hope
of staying alive.
clandestine hazardous-waste-dumping operation next to her farm, and
she prays Luke has one more rescue up his sleeve. It's her only hope
of staying alive.
Unless her mother really did leave her a guardian angel . .
Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt Disney World -- "The
Most Magical Place on Earth" -- where she enjoyed working in the
land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales
by night, including her new series, The Cinderella Romances. She
eventually said good-bye to her "day" job to write her
stories full-time. These days Petie spends her time writing sequels
to her regency time travel series, Lords in Time, and her
cozy-mystery-with-a-dash-of-romantic-suspense series, the Mystery Angel Romances.
Most Magical Place on Earth" -- where she enjoyed working in the
land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales
by night, including her new series, The Cinderella Romances. She
eventually said good-bye to her "day" job to write her
stories full-time. These days Petie spends her time writing sequels
to her regency time travel series, Lords in Time, and her
cozy-mystery-with-a-dash-of-romantic-suspense series, the Mystery Angel Romances.
Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee with her
horticulturist husband, a spoiled-rotten English Springer spaniel
addicted to pimento-stuffed green olives, and a noisy Nanday conure
named Sassy who made a cameo appearance in Angel to the Rescue.
horticulturist husband, a spoiled-rotten English Springer spaniel
addicted to pimento-stuffed green olives, and a noisy Nanday conure
named Sassy who made a cameo appearance in Angel to the Rescue.
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ReplyDeleteHave a magical day, Petie
You're very welcome! :)
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