Cold-hearted detective Peter Lazarus loves to toe the line, and being an undercover cop, he enjoys his sanctioned criminalism. Going by the name of Shane Sterns, called in to gather evidence against a ruthless gang distributing and transporting black tar heroin up and down the East Coast, he’s a man without anything to lose.
Until he walks into a bar run by the gang and sees Charlie.
Charlotte “Charlie” Palmer knows him from a different time and place. She can blow his cover with one look. While undercover, he married Charlie, and after getting too close, he abandoned her. There were reasons for it back then, but watching Charlie dance with dead eyes, he knows her downward spiral has been swift. Recognizing the bars on her gilded cage, he realizes he does have one big regret.
Shane says he’s there for something else—and Charlie’s got her own reasons to hate him and her own secrets to hide. He doesn’t know everything about her—not by a long shot. Not only has her best friend disappeared, but Charlie knows she’s next in line to die if she makes one false move. Loving him or hating him, trusting Shane is the only way she’s going to live another day .
Angels Cry is a dark, hard-edge suspense novella from the Spark Before Dying series.
This book has been out since December 30, 2013, and during a promo offer in July 2014, it was ranked in numbers 2 and 3 in its categories. It is set in Richmond, VA, and has a strong crime element.
August 1, 2003
A gurney’s wheels squeaked under the weight of its sheet-covered cargo. Deep under the populated streets, footsteps resounded in the aged underground tunnel. Overhead, exposed electrical wiring and steam pipes dangled from the ceiling while lights flickered and old pipes banged. Jesse Callahan clenched his fists around the cool metal as he pushed the gurney toward its destination—away from prying eyes. In the hot corridor, sweat beaded and ran down his spine. His breathing labored, and he glanced at his watch.
Time.
He was losing his window, just as the man on the gurney had lost his life.
Having been rushed through the back door, the man was worth more disassembled than he was ever worth alive. Like always, a quick injection had eased his fight, and with the body barely cold, Jesse had taken his opportunity, whisking the man away.
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Mabel Lugo
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