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GRAIN OF SAND von Marshall, Steve N (eBook)

  • Erscheinungsdatum: 16.09.2011
  • Verlag: BookBaby
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GRAIN OF SAND

Miami teacher Kevin Sullivan is desperate to find his girlfriend who disappears on her way to her company's party. On the opposite side of Miami the International Airport is the scene of a horrific attack by a single crazed extremist. Kevin's world is turned upside down when the overwhelmed Police department's routine questions implicate him as the prime suspect. Assigned to her first big case 'The Miami Airport killings'. Rookie FBI analyst Camden Lewis believing passionately in the American justice system, uncovers a piece of information and meticulously pursues it. Her faith is shattered when two powerful Governments trying to maintain influence and power amid the turmoil in the Middle East are confronted with the same problem and are working to make it disappear. A beautiful young woman is fighting to stay alive. She has been pushed to the limit of all human endurance and is alone and terrified. She holds a piece of information and one very strong belief that someone is looking for her. There is, a government trained killer who has no other agenda but to find her. The calculated loss of a few citizens being an acceptable consequence, security agencies are preparing to close their files. Camden Lewis' doesn't think so and is forced to make a choice. She is in a race against time and her own government. Can her intense commitment to her beliefs get justice for people she has never met, or will the rule of Government she so passionately believes in let her down. Ultimately condemning innocent people to death.

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    Format: ePUB
    Kopierschutz: none
    Seitenzahl: 460
    Erscheinungsdatum: 16.09.2011
    Sprache: Englisch
    ISBN: 9781617929885
    Verlag: BookBaby
    Größe: 1431kBytes
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GRAIN OF SAND

CAUSEWAY, DOWNTOWN MIAMI – DAY

The sky was blue and bright with wispy clouds mingling with the vapor trails of an airplane. Kevin was in a great mood, and he couldn't wait to get home. He at last had found it. It was perfect and within budget. He reached across the seat to get his cell phone; he wanted to call Kat and tell her.

"KAT," He spoke into his phone.

Call failed , the screen read; he tried again. "Kat," Again, the bleep: Call failed. It was always the same. He had a 1971 Mustang convertible, but the wind noise was unacceptable to his temperamental voice-activated phone. He picked it up and started to push Kat's number.

"SHIT!" The sirens of the police car and following fire trucks deafened him. The fact that he had been almost crushed by them hadn't escaped his attention either.

He pulled hard on the steering wheel to avoid the on coming vehicles. The terrible suspension of the car sent him careening across the metal bridge. The cell phone flew off the seat and thudded into the passenger door and disappeared under the seat. He struggled to correct the wavering car.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Fire trucks were racing with police cars and ambulances as they all fought to cross the causeway bridge. The noise penetrated Kevin's whole body. He had pulled to a complete stop and caught his breath as the last of the cavalcade disappeared, lights and horns blaring.

He continued home, pulled into his apartment complex parked next to a BMW convertible, raced up the steps and opened the door. The television was turned to the news, which was reporting on something to do with the Airport. He switched it to the country channel. Carrie Underwood was singing and trashing a perfectly nice, red pickup truck.

"Hey! Guess what I found!" He put his keys on the table and waited for her to reply. He walked into the bedroom. She was in the shower, singing. He opened the shower door.

"Hey, guess what I found!"

She jumped in surprise and threw soap over his face. "Ahhhh! Jesus, Kevin, you scared the shit out of me! Why do you always sneak up on me! You pervert!"

He smiled and watched her soap herself. "That's why!"

She leaned out of the shower and kissed him. "What are you doing?" He had taken his t-shirt off and was unbuttoning his jeans.

"Kevin, NO! I don't have time!" She pushed him away from the shower. "Kevin, I mean it!"

He knew her and knew that she wouldn't respond; she had a will of iron. When she put her mind to something, he couldn't change it, no matter what.

"I really don't have time! Please! I'm late already."

He stood there, water dripping from his face to his perfect abs. She noticed the expression on his face and his body glistening with water. "Oh, come here." She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him close to her. She kissed him and licked the water from his lips, and then bit her own. "Oh God! Get out of here while you still can!" She gave him the most beautiful smile, squeezed his now wet crotch, closed the shower door, and carried on singing. He stood with a look of shock, then dissapointment.

"You cannot do that! Seriously, Kat! You can't."

She opened the shower door and saw him smile. She then blew a mouthful of water over his face and laughed.

"Here, a blow job to go!" She laughed, but when she saw his expression change, she screamed and tried to close the shower door. But it was too late; he was in, grabbing and kissing her.

"Kevin, no! Please no! I can't...oh god." He was kissing her most vulnerable part, her neck, and at the same time, he was trying to get his

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