Book Description

Across the horizon glittering lights emerged, appearing like a vacillating, small rectangular form. Andie watched the image slowly increase in size. Gliding peacefully, the approaching cruise ship would anchor in the harbor as the sun rose, the sleepy inhabitants sure to invade land after breakfast. The sound of soft, shuffling feet through the sand came closer. A towel draped over the back of the lounge kept her presence a secret. She held her breath as her hand slipped stealthily into her straw tote and wrapped around the small-caliber weapon. Hyper-vigilant, she listened. Seconds passed as the footsteps grew fainter. Toward the sea, the inescapable darkness gave way as the ship’s lights took form. Danger averted, her cellphone light glowed and she picked up the silent device. It was Carrington, Rincon’s partner. She pressed the phone to eliminate the light just as the first flush of the impending sunrise filtered through the dried palm leaves on the palapa above her. Cabo, her fiercely guarded, unknown hideaway. She couldn’t bear to cope with the agent’s message. An intuitive-sensitive covertly assisting the CIA, the loss of her primary contact within the Company would catapult Andie into a perilous intelligence operation, unexpected romance and other-worldly danger. Game on.