The Maximum Security Series, Book 4
Romantic Suspense
Publisher: HQN
Date Published: Jun 22, 2021
The eldest of the three wealthy Garrett brothers, Reese Garrett is in the middle of a major purchase for his multimillion-dollar oil and gas company, Garrett Resources. The Poseidon offshore drilling platform venture will greatly enhance the company’s value.
But when Reese is on a trip out to see the rig, his helicopter crashes, leaving him hospitalized and two men dead. It’s discovered the chopper was sabotaged, and Reese is determined to find out who’s behind the crash—and whether he was the intended target. Then, when his lover, Kenzie, is accused of her ex-husband’s murder—a man with a vested interest in the Poseidon deal—clues start pointing to a connection that puts Reese, Kenzie and her young son in the sights of a killer.
From the Texas heat to the Louisiana bayous, Reese and his brothers must track down the truth before the body count gets any higher.
Excerpt
Chapter One
Galveston, Texas
Last Day of July
Seconds after the chopper lifted off the pad,
Reese felt the odd vibration. Along with
the pilot and co-pilot and five members of the crew, the Eurocopter EC135 was
headed for the Poseidon offshore drilling platform.
For a moment, the ride leveled out and Reese
relaxed against his seat. As CEO of
Garrett Resources, the billion-dollar oil and gas company he owned with his
brothers, he was always searching for the right investment to expand company
holdings, the reason he was flying out to the platform.
For months he’d been working with Sea Titan
Drilling, the owner of the offshore rig, to complete the
five-hundred-million-dollar purchase, an extremely good value when the average
price of a similar rig was around six-fifty.
The vibration returned and with it came a
grinding noise that put Reese on alert.
The men in the cabin began to glance back and forth and shift nervously
in their seats. A sharp jolt, then the
chopper seemed to fall out of the sky.
It climbed again, began to dip and sway, dropped then climbed as the
pilot fought for control.
The pilot’s deep voice rumbled through the
headset. “We’ve got a problem. I don’t want you to panic, but we need to
find a place to set down.”
There was definitely a problem, Reese thought,
as the vibration continued to worsen.
The chopper was out of control and the whole cabin was shaking as if it
would break apart any minute. His pulse
was hammering, his adrenalin pumping.
Along
with the men in the crew who rode back and forth from the rig every few weeks,
he stared out the window toward the ground.
They were no longer above the heliport.
Clearly the pilot was looking for an open space big enough to handle the
thirty-six-foot blade span. All Reese
could see were the rooftops of warehouses and metal commercial buildings.
The chopper kept shaking. The crew was grim-faced but resigned. The pilot did something to take the pitch out
of the rotors and the chopper started falling.
“No need to worry,” the pilot said. “We’ll auto-rotate down. I’ve done it a dozen times.”
Auto rotate down. Reese knew the concept, the technique helicopter pilots used to
land when the engine failed. The trick
was to find a safe place to hit the ground.
Both engines went silent. The blades were flat now, the wind whistling
through them, tying his stomach into a knot.
“Brace for impact,” the pilot said. Below them, Reese spotted an open flat slab
of asphalt in the yard of a small trucking firm--the only possible landing site
anywhere around. Trouble was it didn’t
look wide enough to handle the blades.
At the last second, the pilot flared the
helicopter in an effort to slow the descent, then the ground rushed up and the
chopper hit with a jolt that wracked Reese’s whole body.
For an instant, he thought they were going to
make it. Then one of the spinning rotor
blades hit the corner of a building and tore free. The Plexiglas bubble shattered as the long
metal blades exploded into a hundred deadly pieces, careening like knives
through the air, slicing into buildings and the cabin of the helicopter.
Reese didn’t feel the impact. One moment he was conscious, then the world suddenly went black.
About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Kat Martin is a graduate of the University of California at Santa Barbara where she majored in Anthropology and also studied History. Currently residing in Missoula, Montana with her Western-author husband, L. J. Martin, Kat has written sixty-five Historical and Contemporary Romantic Suspense novels. More than sixteen million copies of her books are in print and she has been published in twenty foreign countries. Kat is currently at work on her next Romantic Suspense.
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