Welcome to my stop on the tour for this new romantic suspense. Monday I reviewed it and today I have an excerpt for you. Enjoy!
Author Linda Bond was born in San Francisco, California but spent most of her life in the south, attending middle and high school in Greenville, South Carolina and college at the University of Georgia in Athens, Georgia. She’s worked as a television news reporter and anchor in Fort Myers, Orlando and Tampa, Florida. For more than twenty years, she’s been a reporter, sharing important information with viewers on the latest medical breakthroughs and writing emotional, human-interest stories on those who have the courage and spirit to fight for their lives.
She writes every day, under deadline, but has always loved losing herself in a good fiction story.
Entangled Publishing released Bond’s two romantic thrillers Alive at 5 and Cuba Undercover. Flatline, her newest medical thriller, just released.
Bond has received numerous writing awards in Romance Writer’s of America chapter contests.She has also won 13 Emmy awards, numerous Society of Professional Journalist, and Associated Press awards, as well as a Florida Bar award and Edward R. Murrow award.
This former baton-twirling beauty queen from the deep south, now lives in Tampa Florida with her husband, two daughters and two stubborn Bulldogs named Sanford and Athens.
Find Linda online:
Email: lindahbond@gmail.com
Website: www.lindabond.com
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Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Linda-Bond/e/B00L89DXC4
She backed up.
“Why are you here?”
“I’m here to help you.”
She swayed, her eyes blinking rapidly.
He reached for her, his elbow accidentally hitting the shelving behind him. Her pictures rattled. One fell, shattering on the floor.
She jumped, her gaze following the picture to the ground.
His gaze followed hers. Oh, shit.
She bent down, lifted the picture of a younger Elizabeth up off the floor. Her hands were shaking.
He wanted to hold them. To steady them.
“I can’t do this again,” she whispered.
Yes, you can. But the damn words were stuck.
Moving around him, she placed the picture on the shelf. Broken glass shards fell onto the floor at his feet.
Her body was putting off heat. Feverish heat.
“I won’t do this again. Please leave, Joshua.” She grabbed his hand, jerking him toward the door.
He let her lead him.
“I have to focus. I need to be here for Elizabeth. I have to call Jackie’s parents back. Work is calling me every five minutes.”
The doctor in him kicked in, recognizing her rant, feeling her warm fingers, seeing the sweat bubbling on her shiny forehead. He needed to calm her down, lower her blood pressure, before she hyperventilated and passed out again.
“I don’t know what to do. Do I take Elizabeth to the ER? Do I just watch her myself? How do I even explain to a doctor—”
Distract her.
Joshua shifted his weight, gently shifting the power, then carefully pushed her until her back hit the wall.
Her eyes widened, and her mouth parted.
He leaned in.
Her hot breath hit his skin.
His body responded. Jesus. What was wrong with him? He was so close to her. That’s what was wrong. No, this is what’s finally right.
She knew what was coming—he could see it in her eyes, the way her pupils were dilating. They’d been here many times before. The mad make-up following one of their fierce fights.
She wasn’t pulling away. She was looking up at him, her body still, her breathing fast and shallow, waiting for him to make a move.
His heart leapt. He wanted to distract her by planting his lips on hers.
Her body relaxed, and her arms slipped around his neck, as they’d done so many times before.
He put his hands on her backside and pulled her up into him, loving the feeling of her heart beating against his chest once again. “It will all be okay. I promise.” He pressed his lips to her neck, feeling the blood racing through her artery.
“Why are you here?”
“I’m here to help you.”
She swayed, her eyes blinking rapidly.
He reached for her, his elbow accidentally hitting the shelving behind him. Her pictures rattled. One fell, shattering on the floor.
She jumped, her gaze following the picture to the ground.
His gaze followed hers. Oh, shit.
She bent down, lifted the picture of a younger Elizabeth up off the floor. Her hands were shaking.
He wanted to hold them. To steady them.
“I can’t do this again,” she whispered.
Yes, you can. But the damn words were stuck.
Moving around him, she placed the picture on the shelf. Broken glass shards fell onto the floor at his feet.
Her body was putting off heat. Feverish heat.
“I won’t do this again. Please leave, Joshua.” She grabbed his hand, jerking him toward the door.
He let her lead him.
“I have to focus. I need to be here for Elizabeth. I have to call Jackie’s parents back. Work is calling me every five minutes.”
The doctor in him kicked in, recognizing her rant, feeling her warm fingers, seeing the sweat bubbling on her shiny forehead. He needed to calm her down, lower her blood pressure, before she hyperventilated and passed out again.
“I don’t know what to do. Do I take Elizabeth to the ER? Do I just watch her myself? How do I even explain to a doctor—”
Distract her.
Joshua shifted his weight, gently shifting the power, then carefully pushed her until her back hit the wall.
Her eyes widened, and her mouth parted.
He leaned in.
Her hot breath hit his skin.
His body responded. Jesus. What was wrong with him? He was so close to her. That’s what was wrong. No, this is what’s finally right.
She knew what was coming—he could see it in her eyes, the way her pupils were dilating. They’d been here many times before. The mad make-up following one of their fierce fights.
She wasn’t pulling away. She was looking up at him, her body still, her breathing fast and shallow, waiting for him to make a move.
His heart leapt. He wanted to distract her by planting his lips on hers.
Her body relaxed, and her arms slipped around his neck, as they’d done so many times before.
He put his hands on her backside and pulled her up into him, loving the feeling of her heart beating against his chest once again. “It will all be okay. I promise.” He pressed his lips to her neck, feeling the blood racing through her artery.
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People are dying in Dr. Joshua Salvador’s ER. His medical assistant, only weeks from delivering her baby, hangs on to life by a thread. The symptoms seem horrifyingly familiar, and he begins to suspect the deaths are targeted at him. But, before he can figure things out, top TV investigator Rachel Wright is standing in the middle of his ER, convinced an outbreak, an epidemic, or even a botched flu vaccine could be the cause, and she’s going to tell the world.
Each book in the Investigators series is STANDALONE:
* Alive at 5
* Cuba Undercover
* Flatline (less)
Series: The Investigators #3
Publisher: Entangled Amara
Release Date: May 25th, 2020
Formats: ePub, Kindle, paperback
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Thanks for sharing the excerpt! I am pretty sure that I would enjoy this one.
ReplyDeleteI hope you get a chance to read it.
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