Edward and Bella found love in the dry heat of the desert but that love was tested when the reality of his past hindered their future. They have since made a good life for themselves in California but when unfinished business sends them back to New York will they be able to survive its bitter cold? … Sequel to A Dry Heat.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Chapter 23 Teaser

The day had been long. He had been in meetings with his lawyers, trying to determine his best course of action. With Martine gone he was basically free. There was nothing but circumstantial evidence against him. Nothing that could be proven legally beyond a reasonable doubt. Unfortunately, that didn't matter for his constituencies. He had been told that there were inquiries being made from his district about removing him from office. He knew that legally that wouldn't happen but he also recognized the implications of it all. He would not be re-elected which meant he would not become governor which in turn meant that his bid to an eventual presidency was now null and void. 

Senator Newton glanced out the window briefly and washed his hand over his face as the realization of his circumstances hit him like a sledgehammer. This is Whitlock’s doing. Whitlock! Every time he thought of either of them his blood boiled. It was because of them that all of this was happening. He needed retribution. They would not go unpunished. Before he could contemplate this further his town car screeched to a stop.

“What’s going on? Why are we stopping?” Newton asked his driver.

“We…”

The driver wasn't able to finish his sentence as a gun shot was fired and he fell to the side. Soon the driver's window was broken with the butt of a gun. He heard the lock click up and the passenger door was opening. Two men slid inside the vehicle. One in the backseat and one in the front seat. A large man in dark jeans and t-shirt, with a knitted cap on his head, slipped into the backseat. He had an assault rifle in his hand that was pointed directly at him. The man in the front seat was slim, also in a dark shirt and knitted cap. He leaned over the back of the front seat and smiled at him. It was a peculiar smile and out of place considering the circumstances. Why aren't they wearing masks? He wondered.

“I have money,” Newton said arrogantly.

The man in the front seat laughed and nodded his head. “Let’s go for a ride, Senator.”

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