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Dangerous Associations

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16 May 2016, 05:49 AM
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An ex-husband, a new love, a stalker. Cathy Thompson’s link to her ex-husband fills her life with threats and intimidation. She must either trap her stalker or find Geoffrey to put an end to her life of fear.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/1501062905
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Author of Missing in Egypt
Missing at Sea
Winston - A Horse's Tale
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03 Dec 2016, 04:10 AM
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Extracts from Dangerous Associations:

Chapter 2
Reflections

It was a hot, dry afternoon. There wasn't a cloud in sight and the sun beat down mercilessly from the brilliant blue sky. We couldn't wait to put the boat in the water, to strip down to our swimming costumes and to feel the breeze from the water on our skin. The comfortable rocking motion of the boat as it slipped effortlessly through the criss-crossing waves was like a balm.
What bliss, I thought as I felt the wind on my body, mixed with the warmth of the sun. I closed my eyes and let my body relax against the high-backed seat. We skirted around the Marina, with its myriad of boats bobbing up and down rhythmically in the water waiting patiently for their next outing and passed under the Gladesville Bridge.

Chapter 3 Love Calls Again

I remember turning the radio dial to my favourite station as I went up the hill towards work. As I coasted down the other side I touched the brakes lightly to steady the car as I approached the sharp left-hand turn. It was a bad corner, where trucks often misjudged the angle and spilt their load across the road. I remembered the feeling of fear as I pushed the brake pedal harder, still without any response. I pumped the brake a couple of times but my foot was flat to the floor and the car was out of control and heading towards the safety barrier. I knew there was at least a fifteen foot drop on the other side. I was told afterwards by the police that the driver of the car behind me said the car flew over the guardrail, landed half way down the hill, rolled and landed on its side at the bottom. I remember the sound of metal against metal as the car hit the guardrail, but I was going too fast for it to stop us. I could recall the feeling of flying through the air and the thud as the car landed but I was unconscious when they pulled me out.

Chapter 11 The Set-up

I pulled in to the brickworks and drove around in a circle. I stopped in the open facing the gate. I couldn’t see any police, but nor could I see Frank Johnson. Maybe I was too early. No, it was two minutes past two, he should be here, but I couldn’t see any other car. I took my time looking around, winding up the window and checking the rear mirror. Well, I guess I’ll have to get out, I decided. Slowly I opened the door and swung my feet on to the ground. I had another look around – still no sign of him. At least there was some open space around me, I would be able to see him coming. I stood up and shut the door, leaving it unlocked and the keys in the ignition, in case I needed a quick getaway. There was a sound and I turned towards what used to be the office, according to the sign over the top of the door. The door opened slowly and there was Frank Johnson standing looking at me. I inhaled quickly.

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