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Lethal Journey by Kim Cresswell (Novella)

Manhattan District Attorney, Lauren Taylor, is about to take on the most important case of her career, prosecuting Gino Valdina, acting mob boss of New York’s most influential crime syndicate.

But Lauren soon discovers, things aren’t always as they seem when she’s tossed into a mystery, a deadly conspiracy that reaches far beyond the criminal underworld and a journey into the past makes her a target…and anyone she’s ever loved.

Going Once, Going Twice, Dead by Jerri Drennen (Novella)

Gruesome murder rocks art world

Hard-nosed Detective Dane Reynolds has met his match with up-and-coming sculptress, Simone Preston, the prime suspect in his current homicide.

Simone is shocked when her ex-boyfriend is found strung to a piece of art she has up for auction, especially since he’s not the only former flame to be murdered.

Target in the Sun by Lynda Filler (Full-length novel)

An infant loses both his parents tragically and spends his youth and young adulthood in disconnected search and longing in coastal Mexico.

Anticipation builds as powerful human emotions span a search for love in a world of illicit drug trade from the depths of lush Mexican jungles across borders throughout America.

Amidst the turmoil Carlos becomes a man in a search for belonging that leads him on a dangerous romp from the sultry Mexican Riviera beaches to the heat of coastal nightclubs and salacious entanglements behind closed doors.

As time passes he meets Mia in Puerto Vallarta. At first mere carnal instinct, this new acquaintance brings discovery, emotional attachment and a burning desire for enduring love as it was always meant to be.

As the World Ends by Marian Lanouette (Novella)

Could you kill to survive? Would you?

Rob and Lauren Henderson are faced with these decisions as they escape to the mountains to wait out the chaos happening around the country. Explosions in their neighborhood and looting have them packing up their car to head to a secluded area. Believing the Mayan prophecy has come to pass, Rob swears to Lauren he will protect her at all costs.

Once up on the mountain they encounter man’s worse predator–man. Survivalist nut Roan Kline was prepared for the end. It doesn’t matter it’s happening a year later than predicted. He to heads up the mountain for the spot he had set-up for this very event.

Who survives when one man believes he’s entitled to another man’s woman? In the end there were three…then there were two.

Sovereign Plague by Rachel A Olson (Novella)

In the year 3127, the human race faces possible extinction when a viral outbreak spreads like wildfire during a never ending cold spell. Former militia member Barrick Hardison has been forced to use his training for survival before, and finds himself doing it again…but this time for a woman he hardly even knows. After meeting under extreme circumstances, Barrick begrudgingly allows Lyza to tag along with him.

When it seems like their situation can’t possibly get worse, the strength of the Defects seems to be growing with numbers, and Barrick’s sanity begins to waver amidst it all. Will he get Lyza and her precious cargo to safety or will his uncontrollable feelings and impending psychosis prevent him from reaching their much needed destination?

 

 

 

JET: Dupicity Book Review @kimcresswell

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JET: Duplicity

By Kim Cresswell

Kindle Worlds Novella, Survival Series Book 2

 

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About the Book

**Featuring JET from Russell Blake’s bestselling action-adventure thriller series and characters from Kim Cresswell’s action-packed Whitney Steel suspense series!**

After eliminating an al Qaeda terrorist cell and destroying a dirty bomb in Colombia destined for the United States, JET, Mossad’s former deadliest operative is hidden half around the world in Bangkok finally living the life she’s always wanted with her daughter, Hannah.

But when a Russian troll farm wreaks havoc by circulating rumors that Jet and her team killed the leader of the Sur del Calle cartel, unexpected enemies surface, and a past adversary with a thirst for revenge hunts down the team vying for the big payoff–kill JET.

If you’re a fan of 24, Quantico and Blindspot you will enjoy this action-packed sequel to JET: OBLIVION.

 

Book Review

Disclaimer: I received a complimentary copy of JET: Duplicity by Kim Cresswell for the purpose of an honest review.

It is always such a thrill for me to pick up a book by Kim Cresswell to read and JET: Duplicity is no different. Ms. Cresswell does a wonderful job of twining JET and her Whitney Steel characters and I never know who JET is going to be interacting with next!

The action starts and it never ends! JET goes on the run trying to shelter her daughter from the realities of the past life she’s led, but the past has a way of popping up at the worst times. She doesn’t know who to trust or how to extract them from certain death!

Ms. Cresswell writes such incredible characters and scenarios for them! She keeps the story moving quickly along and develops the characters more with each new book! I wish there were a way she could write quicker and keep the novels coming out!

I definitely recommend JET: Duplicity by Kim Cresswell and give it five steaming hot cups of Room With Books coffee!
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Meet the Author

KimKim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada and is the bestselling and award-winning author of the action-packed WHITNEY STEEL series. Her debut romantic suspense, REFLECTION (A Whitney Steel Novel – Book One), has won numerous awards: *RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown Finalist (Romantic Suspense)

*InD’tale Magazine 2014 Rone Award Finalist (Suspense/Thriller)

*UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013)

*Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner (2004)

*Honourable Mention in Calgary’s (RWA) The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006).

LETHAL JOURNEY won RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown (Thriller) and was a finalist in From the Heart Romance Writers (FTHRW) Golden Gate Contest (2003).

Her action-packed thrillers have been highly praised by reviewers and readers. As one reviewer said, “Buckle up, Hang on tight!” Kim recently entered the true crime writing arena. Real Life Evil – A True Crime Quickie (two short stories) was published in January 2014. You can read her latest true crime stories in Serial Killer Quarterly, a new quarterly e-magazine published by Grinning Man Press. She is also a general member of The American Investigative Society Of Cold Cases (AISOCC), a non-profit, volunteer based organization of professional investigators whose sole mission is to assist in solving cold cases.

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Oblivion

by Kim Cresswell

A Jet Series Novella

 

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  • Featuring JET from Russell Blake’s best-selling action-adventure thriller series and characters from Kim Cresswell’s action-packed Whitney Steel suspense series!

About the Book

After a catastrophic terrorist attack at a nuclear plant in California, JET, Mossad’s former deadliest operative, is leading a quiet life off the grid two-hundred-and-seventy miles away with her young daughter. But peace is short-lived when former FBI agent, Hal Decker, and ex-intelligence officer, Angela Donahue, track Jet down and blackmail her into helping them stop a new threat.

In a race against the clock the team must hunt down an al Qaeda terrorist cell working with the Sur del Calle cartel before a dirty bomb is smuggled out of Colombia and into the United States unleashing a deadlier attack at a second nuclear facility.

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ExcerptCHAPTER ONE

California – November 17

Umar Sarouk glanced up at the over-sized wall clock in the sterile fifty-by-fifty-foot control room and exhaled a long steady breath. It was six-thirty in the morning, and his twelve hour shift at Diablo Canyon Nuclear Plant would end in thirty minutes.

After twenty years of marriage, he would not be returning home to his wife and two daughters. There would be no graduations, no weddings to attend, and he wouldn’t be celebrating his forty-seventh birthday next week. Nor would he meet his first grandchild due in three months, born to his eldest daughter, Jewel.

Any apprehension for what he was about to do had disappeared months ago, replaced with deep sorrow for the many things in life he would miss. His children. His wife. His friends.

He leaned back in the chair and looked around the horseshoe-shaped room cluttered with vertical panels, bench boards and control switches used to monitor the nuclear reactor’s coolant pumps, steam generator and pressurizer levels. A lifetime of memories flashed, fast-forwarding through his mind, and he held on to each of them like a life preserver.

He knew the time would come when he would be called upon to carry out a mission and he gladly accepted his fate.

After he was gone, the experts would argue that he had been “radicalized” to an unbending ideology; that specific signs were ignored before he’d reached the final plateau. They call it the “jumping-off point to terror.” But they wouldn’t uncover any of the typical signs.

He had done everything he had been ordered to do to stay off the FBI’s radar, including keeping his thoughts to himself, not once indulging his ideation, beliefs or fears to anyone, not even to his wife. He never lived a life of isolation and never posted messages on social media. More importantly, no one was aware of his link to Al Qaeda. At least, not yet.

For the first time in his life, Umar felt whole—that he was part of something greater.

He wrung his hands together and noticed how his stubby fingers trembled slightly. It was almost time. He stood and faced the clock. His legs shook. He clutched the edge of the desk and held his head high.

Six-forty-nine. The calm before the storm.

For over eight months, he had smuggled all the necessary parts he needed into the facility, hiding pieces in his locker, behind the washroom hand dryer, in his lunch, and even in plastic bags submerged in the toilet tanks. As a nuclear engineer, he had access to restricted areas that were usually off limits to many of the employees. Every free moment he had, he secretly assembled the explosive devices and placed each one where he knew they would have the most impact.   

Six-fifty-five.

Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the bridge of his nose. He swiped the wetness away with the back of his hand and thought about his wife, Afina, grateful for the many wonderful years they’d had together. She was a good woman. A good mother. She’d never forgive him.

Seven o’clock.

Umar’s heart pounded.

The lights flicked off.

The electrical malfunction had originated at the power station a half mile north. He knew this because it was part of the plan to guarantee his mission was a success.

Two minutes later, the plant’s backup diesel generator fired up. The control room lights flickered twice then stayed on. Panic took over, and his breath came out in small bursts of air.

Remember why you’re doing this.

A loud boom directly below him sounded like lightning hitting a tree. He swore the tile floor shifted. The vibration from the explosion ripped up through his feet and tunneled through his body. He grabbed the edge of the desk to steady his balance.

The first bomb was meant to disrupt the backup power supply and the cooling system to the nuclear reactors.

The room went pitch black.

He felt bad for the men and women still in the plant and for the workers who had just arrived for the day shift—people he’d worked with for over a decade. They wouldn’t be returning to their families either. By now the plant’s internal emergency phone lines would be severed, leaving his friends to rely on their cell phones, if they worked at all, to communicate with their loved ones for the last time. Most would suffer thermal and radiation burns and then quickly perish from the lethal dose of radiation.

Tears filled Umar’s eyes at the thought of what would be coming next.

For a split second, survival instinct kicked in, and he wanted to run. But running wouldn’t save him. Nothing would. At least he’d be at peace, knowing his family was safe, vacationing on a Caribbean island far away from California—away from the fallout.

The floor below his feet shimmied then shook violently. The steel control room door blew outward, taking out half of the outer wall. Chunks of cement, wood, metal, wiring and sections of control panels rained down around him.

The shock wave from the second blast catapulted him backwards and slammed him into the bottom of a cabinet next to the row of alarm panels. He felt the bone in his arm crack and shatter on impact.

Dazed and in agony, Umar lumbered to his feet. Dust and choking gray smoke filled the air. He yanked the collar of his shirt up over his mouth and nose, in hopes of shielding his lungs from the thick smoke.

It won’t matter. It will be over soon.

It seemed as if a lifetime had passed before the third bomb rocked the facility.

If the explosion was successful, it would destroy the plant’s main structure, setting off a massive catastrophic fire and taking out the emergency water feeding system used to cool the reactor’s cores. Then, within minutes, one of the reactors would overheat and explode, sending a plume of radiation into the atmosphere, spreading deadly particles hundreds of miles across the United States, depending on the direction of the wind.

High-pitched emergency sirens wailed, alerting anyone within a ten-mile radius that something horrible had happened at the plant. Within minutes, the San Luis Obispo County warning system that extended from Cayucos in the north to Nipomo in the south would begin to howl.

Intense heat melted patches of skin on his face and bare arms, the pain unbearable. Umar’s throat and lungs burned, and he prayed it would be over soon.

He dropped to his knees and wheezed for a breath, scarcely able to whisper his last dying words. “Allahu Akbar.”

Then he slowly raised his head and stared into the eye of the raging fire roaring toward him.

Book Review

It is my pleasure to feature Oblivion: A Jet Series Novella by Kim Cresswell for review on Room With Books.

Oblivion was a real page turner and Ms. Cresswell was able to keep the tension heightened through the entire novella. From the introduction of a terrorist attack through tracking the people responsible, the characters are vivid and dynamic, and from my perspective, entirely believable. I’m only sorry I waited this long to read Oblivion.

I truly enjoy the way Ms. Cresswell couples the characters from her previous novels, REFLECTION and RETRIBUTION, into the back story of Oblivion. I hope she writes more about Hal and Angela and their involvement with Whitney and Blake.

I highly recommend Oblivion: A Jet Series Novella by Kim Cresswell and give it five nuclear cups of Room With Books coffee!

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DIVIDER© September 12, 2015

Patricia, Room With Books

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About the Author
newkimMAYKim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada and is the bestselling author of the WHITNEY STEEL series. Trained as a legal assistant, Kim has been a storyteller all her life but took many detours including; working in legal and adult education before returning to her first love, writing.

Her debut romantic suspense, REFLECTION, has won numerous awards:

  • RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown Finalist (Romantic Suspense)
  • InD’tale Magazine 2014 Rone Award Finalist (Suspense/Thriller)
  • UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013)
  • Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner (2004)
  • Honourable Mention in Calgary’s (RWA) The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006).

LETHAL JOURNEY won RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown (Thriller) and was a finalist in From the Heart Romance Writers (FTHRW) Golden Gate Contest (2003). Her action-packed thrillers have been highly praised by reviewers and readers. As one reviewer said, “Buckle up, Hang on tight!”

Kim recently entered the true crime writing arena. Real Life Evil – A True Crime Quickie (two short stories) was published in January 2014. You can read her latest true crime stories in Serial Killer Quarterly, a new quarterly e-magazine published by Grinning Man Press. She is also a member of The American Investigative Society Of Cold Cases (AISOCC), a non-profit, volunteer based org.

Connect with the Author

www.kimcresswell.ca

www.facebook.com/KimCresswellBooks

http://twitter.com/kimcresswell

https://www.goodreads.com/author/Kim_Cresswell

 

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Oblivion: A Jet Series Novella Book Review @kimcresswell

Oblivion

by Kim Cresswell

A Jet Series Novella

 

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  • Featuring JET from Russell Blake’s best-selling action-adventure thriller series and characters from Kim Cresswell’s action-packed Whitney Steel suspense series!

About the Book

After a catastrophic terrorist attack at a nuclear plant in California, JET, Mossad’s former deadliest operative, is leading a quiet life off the grid two-hundred-and-seventy miles away with her young daughter. But peace is short-lived when former FBI agent, Hal Decker, and ex-intelligence officer, Angela Donahue, track Jet down and blackmail her into helping them stop a new threat.

In a race against the clock the team must hunt down an al Qaeda terrorist cell working with the Sur del Calle cartel before a dirty bomb is smuggled out of Colombia and into the United States unleashing a deadlier attack at a second nuclear facility.

Purchase Link

Amazon Profile Photo

 

 

 

ExcerptCHAPTER ONE

California – November 17

Umar Sarouk glanced up at the over-sized wall clock in the sterile fifty-by-fifty-foot control room and exhaled a long steady breath. It was six-thirty in the morning, and his twelve hour shift at Diablo Canyon Nuclear Plant would end in thirty minutes.

After twenty years of marriage, he would not be returning home to his wife and two daughters. There would be no graduations, no weddings to attend, and he wouldn’t be celebrating his forty-seventh birthday next week. Nor would he meet his first grandchild due in three months, born to his eldest daughter, Jewel.

Any apprehension for what he was about to do had disappeared months ago, replaced with deep sorrow for the many things in life he would miss. His children. His wife. His friends.

He leaned back in the chair and looked around the horseshoe-shaped room cluttered with vertical panels, bench boards and control switches used to monitor the nuclear reactor’s coolant pumps, steam generator and pressurizer levels. A lifetime of memories flashed, fast-forwarding through his mind, and he held on to each of them like a life preserver.

He knew the time would come when he would be called upon to carry out a mission and he gladly accepted his fate.

After he was gone, the experts would argue that he had been “radicalized” to an unbending ideology; that specific signs were ignored before he’d reached the final plateau. They call it the “jumping-off point to terror.” But they wouldn’t uncover any of the typical signs.

He had done everything he had been ordered to do to stay off the FBI’s radar, including keeping his thoughts to himself, not once indulging his ideation, beliefs or fears to anyone, not even to his wife. He never lived a life of isolation and never posted messages on social media. More importantly, no one was aware of his link to Al Qaeda. At least, not yet.

For the first time in his life, Umar felt whole—that he was part of something greater.

He wrung his hands together and noticed how his stubby fingers trembled slightly. It was almost time. He stood and faced the clock. His legs shook. He clutched the edge of the desk and held his head high.

Six-forty-nine. The calm before the storm.

For over eight months, he had smuggled all the necessary parts he needed into the facility, hiding pieces in his locker, behind the washroom hand dryer, in his lunch, and even in plastic bags submerged in the toilet tanks. As a nuclear engineer, he had access to restricted areas that were usually off limits to many of the employees. Every free moment he had, he secretly assembled the explosive devices and placed each one where he knew they would have the most impact.   

Six-fifty-five.

Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the bridge of his nose. He swiped the wetness away with the back of his hand and thought about his wife, Afina, grateful for the many wonderful years they’d had together. She was a good woman. A good mother. She’d never forgive him.

Seven o’clock.

Umar’s heart pounded.

The lights flicked off.

The electrical malfunction had originated at the power station a half mile north. He knew this because it was part of the plan to guarantee his mission was a success.

Two minutes later, the plant’s backup diesel generator fired up. The control room lights flickered twice then stayed on. Panic took over, and his breath came out in small bursts of air.

Remember why you’re doing this.

A loud boom directly below him sounded like lightning hitting a tree. He swore the tile floor shifted. The vibration from the explosion ripped up through his feet and tunneled through his body. He grabbed the edge of the desk to steady his balance.

The first bomb was meant to disrupt the backup power supply and the cooling system to the nuclear reactors.

The room went pitch black.

He felt bad for the men and women still in the plant and for the workers who had just arrived for the day shift—people he’d worked with for over a decade. They wouldn’t be returning to their families either. By now the plant’s internal emergency phone lines would be severed, leaving his friends to rely on their cell phones, if they worked at all, to communicate with their loved ones for the last time. Most would suffer thermal and radiation burns and then quickly perish from the lethal dose of radiation.

Tears filled Umar’s eyes at the thought of what would be coming next.

For a split second, survival instinct kicked in, and he wanted to run. But running wouldn’t save him. Nothing would. At least he’d be at peace, knowing his family was safe, vacationing on a Caribbean island far away from California—away from the fallout.

The floor below his feet shimmied then shook violently. The steel control room door blew outward, taking out half of the outer wall. Chunks of cement, wood, metal, wiring and sections of control panels rained down around him.

The shock wave from the second blast catapulted him backwards and slammed him into the bottom of a cabinet next to the row of alarm panels. He felt the bone in his arm crack and shatter on impact.

Dazed and in agony, Umar lumbered to his feet. Dust and choking gray smoke filled the air. He yanked the collar of his shirt up over his mouth and nose, in hopes of shielding his lungs from the thick smoke.

It won’t matter. It will be over soon.

It seemed as if a lifetime had passed before the third bomb rocked the facility.

If the explosion was successful, it would destroy the plant’s main structure, setting off a massive catastrophic fire and taking out the emergency water feeding system used to cool the reactor’s cores. Then, within minutes, one of the reactors would overheat and explode, sending a plume of radiation into the atmosphere, spreading deadly particles hundreds of miles across the United States, depending on the direction of the wind.

High-pitched emergency sirens wailed, alerting anyone within a ten-mile radius that something horrible had happened at the plant. Within minutes, the San Luis Obispo County warning system that extended from Cayucos in the north to Nipomo in the south would begin to howl.

Intense heat melted patches of skin on his face and bare arms, the pain unbearable. Umar’s throat and lungs burned, and he prayed it would be over soon.

He dropped to his knees and wheezed for a breath, scarcely able to whisper his last dying words. “Allahu Akbar.”

Then he slowly raised his head and stared into the eye of the raging fire roaring toward him.

Book Review

It is my pleasure to feature Oblivion: A Jet Series Novella by Kim Cresswell for review on Room With Books.

Oblivion was a real page turner and Ms. Cresswell was able to keep the tension heightened through the entire novella. From the introduction of a terrorist attack through tracking the people responsible, the characters are vivid and dynamic, and from my perspective, entirely believable. I’m only sorry I waited this long to read Oblivion.

I truly enjoy the way Ms. Cresswell couples the characters from her previous novels, REFLECTION and RETRIBUTION, into the back story of Oblivion. I hope she writes more about Hal and Angela and their involvement with Whitney and Blake.

I highly recommend Oblivion: A Jet Series Novella by Kim Cresswell and give it five nuclear cups of Room With Books coffee!

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DIVIDER© September 12, 2015

Patricia, Room With Books

DIVIDER

About the Author
newkimMAYKim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada and is the bestselling author of the WHITNEY STEEL series. Trained as a legal assistant, Kim has been a storyteller all her life but took many detours including; working in legal and adult education before returning to her first love, writing.

Her debut romantic suspense, REFLECTION, has won numerous awards:

  • RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown Finalist (Romantic Suspense)
  • InD’tale Magazine 2014 Rone Award Finalist (Suspense/Thriller)
  • UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013)
  • Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner (2004)
  • Honourable Mention in Calgary’s (RWA) The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006).

LETHAL JOURNEY won RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown (Thriller) and was a finalist in From the Heart Romance Writers (FTHRW) Golden Gate Contest (2003). Her action-packed thrillers have been highly praised by reviewers and readers. As one reviewer said, “Buckle up, Hang on tight!”

Kim recently entered the true crime writing arena. Real Life Evil – A True Crime Quickie (two short stories) was published in January 2014. You can read her latest true crime stories in Serial Killer Quarterly, a new quarterly e-magazine published by Grinning Man Press. She is also a member of The American Investigative Society Of Cold Cases (AISOCC), a non-profit, volunteer based org.

Connect with the Author

www.kimcresswell.ca

www.facebook.com/KimCresswellBooks

http://twitter.com/kimcresswell

https://www.goodreads.com/author/Kim_Cresswell

Retribution Release Day Blitz

Retribution

A Whitney Steel Novel

By Kim Cresswell

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Retribution

THE WAR HAS JUST BEGUN…

Once the top leader of the Sur del Calle cartel, Colombia’s largest drug trafficking organization, Pablo Sanchez has declared revenge against Blake Barnett, the FBI agent who’d killed his twin brother over a decade ago.

After one failed attempt forced him to flee the United States, Pablo has a bold new plan and he’s even more determined to kill Blake and his fiancée, Whitney Steel.

From Las Vegas to the militant infected jungles of Bogota, Blake has no choice but to risk his life and infiltrate the cartel’s inner world and eliminate the ruthless drug lord.

But the price of failure is higher than ever as he’s forced to use the woman he loves as a pawn in a deadly game—where the events of the past and present collide.

WARNING: This book contains graphic language, adult situations, and violence.

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About the Author

Kim

Kim Cresswell resides in Ontario, Canada. Trained as a legal assistant, Kim has been a story-teller all her life but took many detours including; working in legal and adult education before returning to her first love, writing.

Her debut romantic suspense, REFLECTION, has won numerous awards: RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown Finalist (Romantic Suspense), InD’tale Magazine 2014 Rone Award Finalist (Suspense/Thriller), UP Authors Fiction Challenge Winner (2013), Silicon Valley’s Romance Writers of America (RWA) “Gotcha!” Romantic Suspense Winner (2004), Honourable Mention in Calgary’s (RWA) The Writer’s Voice Contest (2006).

LETHAL JOURNEY won RomCon®’s 2014 Readers’ Crown (Thriller) and was a finalist in From the Heart Romance Writers (FTHRW) Golden Gate Contest (2003).

Her action-packed thrillers have been highly praised by reviewers and readers. As one reviewer said, “Buckle up, Hang on tight!”
Kim recently entered the true crime writing arena. Real Life Evil – A True Crime Quickie (two short stories) was published in January 2014. You can read her latest true crime stories in Serial Killer Quarterly, a new quarterly e-magazine published by Grinning Man Press. She is also a member of The American Investigative Society Of Cold Cases (AISOCC), a non-profit, volunteer based organization of professional investigators whose sole mission is to assist in solving cold cases. To learn more about Kim and her writing, visit www.kimcresswell.ca

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Excerpt

CHAPTER ONE

Death by lethal injection.

Whitney had waited years to hear those four words. Final justice for a man who’d taken so much from her and her fiancé, Blake Barnett. She stood on the concrete steps outside the seven storey L-shaped courthouse waiting for her cameraman, Jerry Maxwell, to give her the on-air countdown. After a last minute microphone check, Whitney drew a deep breath then exhaled slowly.

Jerry held up his fingers. “In five…four…three…two…one.”

“I’m reporting live outside the district courthouse on South Las Vegas Boulevard. Moments ago, District Attorney Jason Kurz announced the jury had sentenced Nathan Shaw to death by lethal injection. Mr. Kurz stated the jury found, unanimously and beyond a reasonable doubt, that Mr. Shaw is a continuing threat to society.”

She swallowed hard, barely able to get the words out.

“A month ago, Nathan Shaw, owner of ShawBioGen, was found guilty on four counts of conspiracy to commit murder and one count of attempted murder of a federal agent.”

That FBI agent is the man I love.

The memory of that day was before her in all its bloody glory. The image of Blake shot and left to die played over and over in her mind. Perspiration broke out across her forehead.

Damn it. Not now. Breathe…

“Mr. Shaw had hired a hitman to kill Claire Barnett, a microbiologist with his company, Senator Mason Bailey, George Raines, an editor with WBNN-TV, and District Attorney Kate Leathham in hopes of covering up his illegal human cloning project.” Sadness tugged at her heart. So many lives lost. Her legs trembled. “Nathan Shaw will be executed at Nevada State Prison in Carson City. His attorney, Warren Demotteo, is expected to file a formal appeal later today.”

She paused to take a breath. “This is Whitney Steel. News3.”

Jerry gave a quick nod, his cue they were off the air.

Whitney lowered the microphone and kept it clutched in her right hand as she watched two workers at the other end of the courthouse dismantling the makeshift press conference tent used earlier.

“Are you okay?” Jerry removed the camera from his shoulder and placed it on the ground. “For a minute there, I thought you were going to pass out.”

Her body went limp with relief. Her gaze met his. She smiled and picked up her purse from the step and swung it over her shoulder. “I’ll be fine.”

It’s finally over.

With Nathan Shaw’s sentencing behind her, now she could focus on her upcoming wedding on August second which was less than three weeks away. She couldn’t wait. And neither could Blake.

In the parking lot, Jerry opened the rear door of the News3 satellite broadcast van and loaded their equipment.

Whitney eyed a white SUV with dark tinted windows stop a car’s length away. With the lot full due to the sentencing, the driver appeared to be waiting for their spot.

Jerry slammed the van door shut. “You ready?”

“Yeah, let’s get back to the station.” She glanced over her shoulder.

Three men jumped out of the SUV wearing black balaclavas.

They barreled toward her.

She spotted guns in their hands.

After a brief moment of paralyzing disbelief, Whitney clutched her purse and bolted to the passenger side of the vehicle.

“Get in. Hurry!” Jerry yelled.

She reached for the door handle but a strong arm looped around her neck and dragged her back.

The heels of her shoes scrapped against the pavement. “Let go—of me.”

The man covered her mouth with a leather-gloved hand and pulled her between the parked cars and out of sight.

She felt the muzzle of the gun jab into her back.

Moist breath brushed against her ear. “Shut the hell up.”

Another man held a gun to Jerry’s temple. “You’re going to film this. Live. Understand?”

Jerry held up his hands, his eyes wide. “Okay, okay.  But—it’s going to take a few minutes to setup the feed.” He opened the van’s back door again and fumbled for his equipment.

Whitney squirmed.

The man tightened his grip around her neck.

She wheezed and fought for a breath.

Who were these men? What did they want?

The sane voice in her head ordered her to stay still. Even though she had a black belt in karate and was skilled at crushing a person’s windpipe or disarming a knife-wielding attacker, she wasn’t stupid enough to take on three guys that were double her height and weight with guns aimed at her. All she could do was watch, stay as calm as possible, and hope someone would see what was going on and call the police.

When Jerry had the live feed setup, he stood in front of them, camera ready. His voice trembled. “You’re on.”

The third man, the tallest of the group, pulled a red and white bandana out of a small plastic bag he had stuffed in the pocket of his jeans.

He pressed the moist cloth over her mouth and nose and held it there.

She squirmed and kicked but it was useless. Her head started to buzz. The sickly sweet smell mixed with the rotten odor of strong cleaning solution invaded her head.

Blood pounded in her ears and male voices turned faint and distorted.

As her breathing slowed every muscle turned to mush. Then blackness drowned her vision and she realized what the men wanted.

They wanted her.

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