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He murdered my husband!
making a deal with the devil was the only way he could survive –
Like a horror movie--one that she wanted to shut out, but couldn’t because the sad fact was that this was her life.
“Mommy!” she heard Elias’ voice. Oh, no! This wasn’t a sight for a child to witness....
How can you all sit there and have this murderer in our presence?
Maybe throw a little sex into the equation. That never hurt anyone before.
She couldn’t allow her son to be raised like this and be around such an evil person.
“Mom, I am a model!” She lied.
Hang on to your seat as this story unfolds with its intertwined web of lies, sex, crime, and a plethora of unusual events as they climax, and convey deep emotions and vivid images, while the twosomes evolve into sexual triangles of turmoil.
Their marriage was a complete hoax. They never even slept in the same bed and could hardly stand the sight of each other. They had become like one of those couples that did nothing but nag in each other’s presence and whine about how pathetic they were to one another. Not a day passed when they did not fight or express how much hate they felt for one another, and…Julie and Andrew… Their daughter, Jenna, was a beautiful, aspiring model, promising to be faithful to her love, Morgan. Morgan goes on an extensive business trip to South Africa, and when he comes home intended to propose to Jenna, but discovers Crowley….
This is the first book in a series.
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / GeneralDerek was in a room with a convicted murderer.
It was a well-guarded area with security in the glass-walled room; a single small table and twin metal chairs were the only furniture in the room. The convict was in a deep orange coverall, his arms cuffed and feet chained. He sported gang tattoos and had fresh wounds all over his face.
“Why are you here?” he asked roughly.
He couldn’t afford to be seen talking to any lawyer. He had a reputation to protect and couldn’t afford to be known as a snitch.
“I need some information,” Derek said.
“What’s in it for me?”
“If the info is good, I can get you a sentence reduction of a year.”
“Come on! You’ll have to do better than that!”
“Okay,” Derek said, giving in, “Reduced sentence, out on probation in four years max.”
“Okay, that sounds more like it.”
The convict leaned forward in his chair, ready to give all the info that he had.
“Okay, here’s what I need to know.”
Derek told the convict exactly what the case was and who he thought was involved. He had to give him as much to work with in order to get the information that he really needed. Lawyers made this kind of deal with the devil all the time. That was what they had to do. Let guilty men off in order to catch even guiltier ones. It was the way of the world. It was funky and devious, but Derek wanted information, and making a deal with the devil was the only way he could survive. We all resort to such practices and measures, Derek thought, in an attempt to comfort himself.
“So that’s everything,” Derek said, looking over the table, expectantly.
The convict smiled and leaned forward.
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