Thursday, May 1, 2014
Looking for a good mystery story?
Series: Heartfelt Cases: Book 3
Author: Julie C. Gilbert
Release Date: May 1, 2014
Genre: Christian Mystery
Presented by: As You Wish Tours
Somebody wants her sister dead … FBI Special Agent Ann Duncan knows how to face down danger, but once again, she’s not the target. Her baby sister, Joy Davidson, has stumbled upon a conspiracy and made some powerful enemies. Luck and God’s grace help Ann save her sister the first time, but she knows the bad guys will try again. With Patrick on a university tour and perhaps the most important case of her career weighing upon her mind, Ann must find the strength, wisdom, and heart to find out who wants her sister dead, what Joy discovered, and how to stop the conspirators. Ann instinctively knows that if she fails the Davidson case will only be the first of many tragedies.
Knocking on the door, Ann heard, “Come on in.” Ann opened the door and burst out laughing. Thoughts of her bad day faded. Rachel’s brown hair hung haphazardly, and she held a wailing child in each arm. Homemade play dough decorated her shirt. “Not a word out of you,” Rachel said, mock-crossly. She slowly backed up to give Ann room to enter. “I’m speechless anyway,” Ann replied. She stepped forward, closed the door, and faced her friend. “I’d give you a hug, but it looks like your arms are busy.” “Here, I believe one of these chubby beauties is yours,” Rachel said, holding out both infants.
Where’s Ann? Joy wondered for the fifth time in as many minutes. Although they had never specified a time, Ann should have been there by now. Maybe she got lost … No, she helped you move in. Maybe she had extra work to do. She’d have called by now. Maybe—stop! Joy grunted in frustration. Someone knocked. “Finally!” Joy exclaimed, rolling her eyes in relief. A second, more insistent, knock sounded. “I’m coming! Goodness, you make me wait up half the night and then expect me to jump when you’re ready,” Joy grumbled. “You’re late!” she scolded, swinging the door open. Only it wasn’t Ann.
“Drop the weapon and step away,” Ann ordered. The man’s eyes wandered to Joy. One more solid blow would seal her fate. “Touch her again and fifteen chunks of lead find a new home,” Ann added. Her gaze radiated absolute sincerity. The man took a small step away, let the weapon fall, and raised his hands. “You don’t know what you’re doing here. Let me go—” “Quiet,” Ann snapped. She yanked her phone off the clip at her waist and dialed 911 without looking. The gun didn’t even waver. “Interlock your fingers behind your head, then turn away from me, take one step to your left, kneel, and cross your legs behind you.” Ann stated the instructions clearly and slowly, fighting hard to control her temper. If she lost it now, she wouldn’t be able to help her sister.
At the hospital, Ann watched miserably as the rescue squad rushed her sister to the emergency room. She found the waiting room and sat down. After ten minutes, she thought to call her parents. What do I tell them? Her mind rushed through several makeshift conversation starters. One by one Ann tossed them out. Before she could work up the nerve to phone home, a doctor came out to give her a progress report. It was not cheerful. “Agent Duncan?” the doctor asked politely, startling her from the gloomy thoughts. “What? Oh, yes, right here,” she said, jumping to her feet. “How is she?” “She’s alive, but she slipped into a coma,” said the doctor. Feeling like someone had smacked her with a two-by-four, Ann managed to nod and read the man’s name tag: Dr. Gerish. “There’s no telling when she’ll wake up. I’m sorry. I wish I had better news.” Dr. Gerish turned to leave.
Julie mainly confines her writing to three genres: Christian inspirational, YA real-world science fiction, and normal science fiction. She likes teaching, writing, reading, sleeping, doing puzzles, and hanging out with friends. (Not necessarily in that order) Writing has made her super picky about the things she reads but normally, her reading list includes something that fits under the thriller, mystery, science fiction, or fantasy. Occasionally, she attempts short poetry. The poems turn into songs, which she sings with abandon when nobody's looking.
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