On a cold and rainy night, Billy Jo McCabe receives a troubling phone call about a child in trouble. But when she shows up alone, things quickly go sideways, and she realizes her mistake.
“When Billy Jo is called in the middle of the night to assist a child, she ends up being kidnapped. But it appears she’s not the goal but rather a means to an end that involves Mark.” Yvonne, Bookbub Reviewer
NY Times & USA Today bestselling author Lorhainne Eckhart brings you The Trap a new Billy Jo McCabe Mystery as one fan describes, “The intrigue and suspense in this book held me riveted and unable to put it down.” (Rebmay, Reviewer)
“Adventure and mystery always happens to Billy Jo. After taking a late night call her nightmare becomes reality. Can Mark save the day and solve the mystery.” S. Jordans, Goodreads
In her role as a social worker, Billy Jo rarely expects to walk into trouble, and the last thing she ever wants to do is call for backup from arrogant redheaded detective Mark Friessen, whom she’s beginning to depend on in the kinds of ways she shouldn’t. When she gets a call late one night about a child in trouble, Billy Jo doesn’t hesitate to drive out alone. However, she arrives to find the property abandoned, and with only one bar of battery on her phone and no cell service, she realizes far too late that she’s walked into a dark situation.
When Billy Jo doesn’t show up for work the next day, Detective Friessen is called in to find her. As he follows her trail and retraces her steps, he soon discovers her car abandoned in a field, and he has an uneasy feeling that her disappearance isn’t an accident. The more he searches, the more he fears that this is a trap—not for her but for him.
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths
#New Release
New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
What was that sound?
The ringing came from a distance as Billy Jo stared at the arrogant redhead. He seemed to look right through her…
When she jolted awake, she realized it was her phone ringing from somewhere in the apartment.
Mark Friessen had been in her dreams.
She tossed back the covers, and her bare feet hit the icy floor in the pitch black. She flicked on her bedside light and hurried out of the bedroom. Her cell phone was on the island in the kitchen, and the screen was lit up when she landed on it.
