PROMISE OF PROTECTION
A Domestic Thriller: Unraveling the Secrets of a Father's Legacy
What if YOU held the power to manipulate the well-being or the demise of many?
Joe is called to a senior living facility 16 hours away. He unwillingly becomes entangled in unraveling the bizarre scientific work of his estranged father.
“Wonderful and heart-warming read that left me at the edge of my seat until the end. I was not disappointed! I strongly recommend this book.”
REVIEWS
“A short trip to see his estranged father turns into two weeks and a story that holds your interest to the end. It is filled with surprises at every turn. Her descriptions are vivid.”
“The words flowed off the page. Visualizing the characters and the town was easy. It was a wonderful story that I truly enjoyed.”
THE STORY
What if YOU held the power to manipulate the well-being or the demise of many?
Joe Tenning thought he knew his father…he was wrong.
After 25 years of estrangement from his self-absorbed father, Joe is summoned to his bedside. He reluctantly goes in order to have closure on his dysfunctional parental relationship.
Joe finds himself in a small town, much like many he had lived in as a child. After a short, heated reunion with his dad, he vows to come back the following day with a better attitude. When Joe returns, he’s shocked to find his father’s lifeless body. Suspecting foul play, Joe needs to unravel what really happened.
He is suddenly drawn into piecing together the disturbingly, bizarre work in which his father has been covertly engaged. Soon it becomes apparent that someone else of interest is also seeking to learn more about his father’s past actions.
He is not Joe’s friend.
Despite the desire to return to his quiet life running his winery, Joe now must wrestle with the consequences of his father’s work on himself, his loved ones, and the lives of several others. If he does not, many more could die.
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“Don’t spill it, don’t spill it,” I muttered as I carried a bed tray upstairs, yet again. Balancing a tray of brimming wine glasses without spilling a drop was not a problem, but with soup...a different story.
That day might have been different. Carefully I pushed the bedroom door open with my boot smiling triumphantly. My girlfriend dozed, not aware of the feat I’d finally accomplished.
Pausing, I took in Kara’s beauty. Even when sick, she was beautiful. Long dark hair fell around her slender shoulders as she sat propped up in bed surrounded by fluffy pillows. Her forehead damp with fever sweat and a white tissue wadded in her hand. Her nose red and raw from endless tissue contact, despite the ‘ultra soft’ quality claimed on the box.
Walking closer, she opened those bright blue eyes. Those eyes that had instantly attracted me to her the first day we met six years earlier.
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