Rescued from the Dark
by
Lynda Kaye Frazier
Rescued from the Dark, Romantic Suspense
Published through Black Opal Books
Released February 16,2013
Blurb:
FBI agent Jason Michaels goes undercover with the Irish Mob to
get information on their gun smuggling ring. While on assignment he realizes
they have joined forces with a known terrorist group manufacturing drugs. He
searches for information to tie the two together when he finds out they have
kidnapped a fellow agent, Mercedes Kingsley, the only girl he has ever loved.
Jason soon realizes they're using Mercy to perfect their dosage and that his
cover has been blown. He knows he has to save her so he takes off on a
journey that will take him up against his enemies, peers and the Agency that he
loves, but is willing to give up to bring Mercy back to him.
She has no memory of their love...
Kidnapped by terrorists
and sent into a drug-induced coma, FBI intern Mercedes Kingsley awakes with no
memory of her ordeal—or the intimate interlude that left her pregnant.
Convinced her child was fathered by her ex-fiancé, she walks away from the only
man she has ever loved, determined to make things work with her ex, a man the
FBI suspects is implicated in her abduction.
He knows the truth, but
no one will listen...
FBI undercover agent
Jason Michaels remembers what Mercy can’t and those memories are breaking his
heart. Forced to keep his distance from his lover and their unborn child, Jason
risks his life to protect Mercy from a cell of international terrorists who
have vowed to get the secrets locked in her memory, no matter the cost. Can
Jason convince Mercy to trust him until she remembers their past, or will he
lose her to a man who will trap her in a nightmare world of darkness from which
there is no escape?
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He
had to get her out of there, but with all the drugs in her system, would she
even remember who he was?
Mercy
was lying on the bed. Even in the dim light, he could tell she was pale. Her
clothes were wrinkled and her shirt caked with what they forced her to eat. From
the looks of the room she fought hard. Damn, he needed to get her out before
the drugs took her from him.
“Mercy,
wake up. Come on, open your eyes.” Nothing. She didn’t move. Okay, she’s not going to like this. “You
need to wake up and take a shower, so let’s get both done at the same time.”
He
took the chair into the shower and turned it on then went back to the bed. He
picked up Mercy, and placed her under the fine mist of cold water. Just what
she needed. He held her in the chair as the water flowed over her head, soaking
her hair and drizzling down her shoulders. His back was pelted by the spray as
he knelt in front of her, but he didn’t care. He shook her shoulders, and she
stirred.
“Good,
Mercy. Come on, open your eyes.” He struggled to hold her slippery, wet body in
the chair. The T-shirt was soaked and her thin bra could not hide the effects
of the cold water. He clenched his jaw tight at the thought of never being able
to touch her, love her. She has to remember him, remember them. She struggled against
his hold as she started to wake. “I’m not letting you up until you open your
eyes. Come on, look at me.”
Her
eyes flew open. They were filled will fear and confusion as she frantically
searched the room. Then her head dropped and their eyes met and he knew.
Excerpt:
n explosion ricocheted behind Jason
Michael’s eyes as the pressure mounted in his head. The rush of panic consumed
him. He struggled to move, tried to swallow, but nothing. His throat burned as
the flames engulfed his lungs. He needed to breathe but couldn’t. Shit. He strained to make out the
muffled voice, but the pounding in his ears erased all hope. His head started
to spin and he succumbed to the realization, this was it, the end. He won. The flames dampened and his heartbeat
slowed as the drums subsided, then the voice became clear.
“Give it to him now you son of a
bitch. What were you thinking? We still need him.”
In a split second, Jason sucked in a
breath, causing stabbing pains to shoot through his chest. Every muscle fiber
burned as the cold blast of air shot through his lungs releasing the oxygen his
body craved. He arched his back, raising his chest up to pull in more air when
his head snapped to the side and the crack from his neck echoed in his ears.
The pain ripped through his jaw, racing across his cheekbone. Before he could
gather his senses, intense burning set his face on fire. What the hell?
The slap against his cheek stung, and
his eyes snapped open. He wrenched upright, hitting his head on the roof of the
SUV. His gaze darted back and forth looking for something familiar until he
locked onto the ice-cold stare of the devil himself, Shaun Flanagan.
Damn, that
was close. Jason could not blow his cover, even if it meant he would die as
David Logan and not Jason Michaels.
“You’re finally awake, my boy. We
almost lost you,” Shaun cold, emotionless laugh caused Jason’s blood to boil.
“You stopped breathing, I think. It’s hard to tell with this new stuff. I hope
you’re not too injured. We’ve got work to do.”
Jason’s vision blurred, but his other
senses were sharp. Shaun had known exactly what the drug would do and the burn
in Jason’s throat was a harsh reminder. Shaun’s sarcastic tone spoke volumes to
him. He was evil and did not play by anyone’s rules but his own. Jason had spent
the last two months undercover, playing their games and doing their dirty work
to buddy up tight to this family. He’d earned his spot with Thomas Flanagan,
but his son Shaun had issues trusting anyone, even his own father.
Jason’s anger burned inside of him,
but he couldn’t afford to make mistakes, not now. He was too close. It’s time
to step it up, but first the drugs had to stop. He rubbed his aching jaw with
one hand, clenching his other into a fist to hide his visible shaking. He had
to get control of this game before he lost everything.
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About the Author
I’m
an avid reader of romantic suspense and started writing about a year ago after
a vivid dream. I know, sounds cliché, but that’s how it started. I work
full time at a Cardiology clinic, then at night you will find me in front of my
computer. I grew up in Pennsylvania, but now
live in Arkansas, surrounded by the Ozark mountains where I get to enjoy the four seasons
without a long, cold winter. Other than spending time with my wonderful family,
my favorite things to do are writing, reading and listening to music, but my
most favorite is going to the beach. Surf, sand and a good book, my stress
relief. ted his spot with Thomas Flanagan, but his
Lynda Kaye Frazier
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