Sabine Babineaux, daughter to the mayor of New Orleans and waitress at The Three Princesses bar, has her life upended after a late night at work. Kidnapped, Sabine is determined to escape, but once she’s free her fight has only just begun.
Stuart Renwick and Kyle Novak, detectives with New Orleans police department, are assigned a kidnapping case with multiple victims. However, when one of the missing women, Sabine Babineaux, is practically dropped in their lap, everything they know about being detectives is tossed by the wayside.
Now, in a race against time to find out who the kidnapper is, and prevent anyone else being snatched, Sabine, Stuart, and Kyle must work together.
Sparks fly, between the three of them, but will it be their downfall?
With someone watching them, tragedy strikes when they least expect it. Will Sabine survive long enough to explore her feelings for both detectives? Or will Stuart and Kyle fall at the hand of her kidnapper?
Excerpt
The cab came to a stop some time later and she sat
up. The world spun on its axis. The sound of bees buzzing filled her ears as
she broke out in a cold sweat and she began to shake violently. Sabine tried in
vain to make her body cooperate with her, but it was a no go. Her brain was
muddled and nothing made sense anymore. Not even her body would oblige her and
move. “Where am I?” Sabine whispered, licking her lips.
“The lady is
right here,” the cabbie said, opening the door. “She bleeding and wearing next
to nothing.”
A thread of embarrassment slid
through her,
but as quickly as it was there, it was gone. “Help me,” she croaked. The world
around her was slowly floating away.
No
matter how much she tried to keep her eyes open, she couldn’t gather the
strength needed to do so.
“I…can’t…go…back.”
Unconsciousness, blissful yet scary, drifted around
her, cradling her into a void of nothingness.
“No you don’t,
sweetheart.” A gruff voice called to her, drawing her out of the darkness.
“Come back to us.”
Sabine’s eyes
fluttered open, then shut again. She didn’t want to open her eyes. The darkness
was safe. It was comfortable there.
There was no pain. No cages. Freedom lurked in the darkness.
“Ambulance is on
the way,” another male said. His voice was an octave higher than the
penetrating baritone of the first man. “It’s our kidnapping victim.”
Congratulations, you win the booby prize.
“Yeah it is,”
person one said. “When did you say that ambulance would be here?” In the
distance she could hear the warble of noise. Finally she could sleep. “Hey
now.” The man’s rough palm patted her cheek. “Wake up, sweetheart. Stay with
us.”
Sabine groaned
and turned away from him.
“They’re both
through and throughs, Stuart, and she’s lost a good amount of blood.”
So man one did
have a name. Stuart. His name was both sexy and bold, invoking delicious images
of the man holding her hand. When did he
take my hand? How come I can’t remember how I got here?
“Damn it,” he
cursed. “If they don’t hurry their asses up, we’re going to lose our victim.
Call them back Kyle and tell them to double time it.”
Kyle. His name was just as delectable as
Stuart’s. I wonder what he looks like.
A part of her was using anything she could think of to stay right there, even
though she could feel the darkness surrounding her.
Sabine groaned
as she was jostled around. The prick of a needle in her arm caused her to
whimper. “Stop.” With a weak gesture she tried to push them away and a hand
appeared in hers, squeezing it.
“You gave me a
scare girl,” Stuart said close to her ear. “Stay with Kyle and I. Don’t try
going anywhere again.” What was he
talking about? “Is she ready?”
“Yes, we’re
loading her up now. Are you following?”
Sabine half
listened to the conversation around her, trying to stay with Stuart like he
asked her to do.
“I’m riding with
you. My partner will give you the escort.” The soft cushion she lay on lifted
up momentarily, jostling her around, then slid into something. In no time they
were rolling. “Sabine, we’re going to get you fixed up. I promise.”
She muttered
something and a sharp burning sensation raced up her arm, then everything
inside of her mellowed out, relaxing her completely. Oh hell yeah, that’s the good stuff. Instead of fighting the
darkness she went with it. It was light and peaceful. The pain that radiated
through her whole body relented and she could finally breathe without feeling
as though her chest was being squeezed to death. Just a little nap and then I’ll tell them everything. The heavy
darkness wrapped its tendrils around her and she fell into the deepest sleep
she’d had in weeks.
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