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Blurb for Deadly Alliance
Finbar Donahue, former Army Ranger, walked on the wild side in
Iraq, but now he lives in the shadows. After his evasive partner, Les, was shot
in a random drive-by, Finn discovers cash is siphoned monthly. He fights to
keep his investment company afloat. When the late partner’s girlfriend, Amy Kintyre,
applies for his bookkeeping job, Finn suspects she knows about his company
drain and hires her.
Amy needs a nine-to-five with free evenings and weekends to get
her fashion design business back on track. She unearths Les’ s secret bank
account and alerts Finn. Freezing of the money laundering account sets off
havoc within an Irish gang. Amy witnesses a gang fight between a brutal ISIS
fundraising organization and the Irish. Desperate to escape a stalker’s
crosshairs, she seeks refuge with Finn. As danger heats up, sparks fly hotter.
Deadly Alliance Excerpt
Amy found something incriminating before she heads to her
interview with Finn:
There she was in Lake Arrowhead heading for her third interview
with Finn. Amy doubted he would hire her. Not if he knew what she’d discovered
last night. Les or someone close to him had lodged a dirty secret inside her
folder for shorts patterns.
Clenching the dratted envelope, she wasn’t the hopeful person she
was yesterday when she stumbled through Arrowhead Cafe’s open door. , Her achy
toe twinged in pain, minor compared to the growing pulse across her
forehead. As she whiffed rich, oily coffee, her stomach protested. She eased
her way through bodies. Like everywhere in their lake community on a Friday,
the restaurant crawled with out-of-towners.
Finn had chosen a secluded table here, instead of where she’d be
working if he hired her. These people were strangers compared to office
acquaintances ,whom she knew because of Les, with an urge to snoop. Sinking
into the same spot where she’d met Finn’s head accountant on Monday and
Wednesday, a burn of anxiety made its way up her esophagus. She glanced at her
phone’s home screen. No messages. He was late, and she listened for the rumble
of his kickass Harley.
Heard it roar. He hadn’t forgotten their appointment.
A wave swelled through the crowd with heads turning and looking
past where she huddled. Amy leaned around a pillar to spot the source of the
commotion. Finn, all six-and-a-half feet of him, wore a black, tailor-fitted leather
jacket and black-as-death, Kevlar pants. Sexy, yes, but she wasn’t here for a
date. If and when the time was right, she’d pick an average-looking guy.
Knowing how good looks fizzled made her immune.
With his helmet tucked under an elbow, Finn shifted between
onlookers. The patrons tracked his rolling stride toward her.
She pulled back, instinct driving her to shield herself with the
wide packet. It slipped from her hands and thumped to the floor. As she seized
it, her peripheral vision caught his harsh, chiseled chin.
His intense, blue eyes stripped her of her talent for blending in.
Exposed for who she was, guilty by association, he captured her distress.
“You’re on the sunny side of prompt.” His ruthless face softened. “In spite of
last night,” the tough guy added with more warmth in his tone.
Drat, she wasn’t immune, but she did have common sense. “I’m on
time. No matter what.” Desperate for oxygen, she took a deep, slow breath and
tried to release the hard grip she had on the thick envelope.
He studied her face. “What’s with the white knuckles?”
The manila envelope throbbed in her hands, begging her to come
clean. “We need to talk.”
“Talk?” He chuckled and waved off the idea. His manly cologne
drifted her way, but she didn’t allow it to be intoxicating
The waitress, believing he’d signaled her, breezed over. “I know
your order from before.” She set down lattes, a few sugar packets, and bagels,
free on Fridays.
After handing the waitress a twenty, Finn slid a bite of bagel
between his lips and followed it with a sip. He looked the same except for the
furrowing of his brow. “When I glanced over your qualifications, I acted on
impulse.”
“I acted as my own bookkeeper. Used Excel.”
“Before you became a taxi driver.”
“Well, you used to be an Army Ranger.” She sipped and coughed from
the stupid thing she said. As she dug her fingernails into the envelope, packed
with incrimination, she leaned toward the grave she was digging. “I found
something of Lester’s.”
“I don’t collect keepsakes.” Tapping his steel-toed boot, the big
guy eyed her as if he found the Les topic troubling.
Her hands were shaking. Never good at retorts, she came up dry.
He gazed at the earth-toned ceiling. “Okay, fine. Show me in an
hour?”
Out of politeness, she finished her latte, purchased and not to be
wasted.
In a rush he downed his last drop and withdrew the mug from his
lips. “You’ll start this morning?”
It sounded like a question, but she knew it was a command. She
threw him a tight smile. “Yes, thank you. I’ll balance-sheet ten clients by end
of day.”
“That does it, you’re hired.” He pulled out his cell. “Brooke. Our
new bookkeeper is on her way. You know Amy. Get her going on paperwork?”
Another command. On the adjacent table, littered with unopened sugar packets,
he stuffed two into his pocket.
“Take mine.” She pushed hers toward him.
“You think I’m a sugar junkie?” He smiled. “Need to make a
delivery. Someone ran out.” He had the hot-CEO thing going. His lashes lowered,
taking on a slumberous expression that set her heart to pounding.
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How about romantic travel to Lake Arrowhead, California, where
Deadly Alliance takes place? Fall colors mix with evergreens around
this pristine mountain lake. Bring a picnic basket and rent a pontoon!
Book Buyers Best finalist Kathleen Rowland is devoted to giving
her readers fast-paced, high-stakes suspense with a sizzling love story sure to
melt their hearts. Lily’s Pad and the Intervenus Series: A
Brand New Address and Betrayal at Crater’s Edge are sweet. Deadly
Alliance and her work-in-progress, Unholy Alliance, are contracted with
Tirgearr Publishing and written for adults.
Kathleen used to write computer programs but now writes
novels. She grew up in Iowa where she caught lightning bugs,
ran barefoot, and raced her sailboat on Lake Okoboji. Now she wears
flip-flops and sails with her husband, Gerry, on Newport Harbor but wishes
there were lightning bugs in California.
Kathleen exists happily with her witty CPA husband, Gerry, in
their 70’s poolside retreat in Southern California where she adores time spent
with visiting grandchildren, dogs, one bunny, and noisy neighbors. While
proud of their five children who’ve flown the coop, she appreciates the luxury
of time to write. If you’d enjoy news, sign up for
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