The Kiss Of An Assassin
G J Saunders
Language: English
Pages: 129
ISBN: 1:00032969
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Their lips met and she tasted the sweetness of Champagne as Aaron's tongue danced against her own. It was a good kiss; a goodbye kiss; the kiss of an Assassin.
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flustered Anne Partridge still bleary eyed and wrapped in a dressing gown. "Anne… Oh my god it's Scot… it's Scot… Get Rianna… Call the police." Chapter 13 A police patrol car was already at the scene before the rest of the stable hands had arrived. Dark Star had become agitated again by the commotion and the officer was unable to do anything until Bailey returned and managed to calm the stallion. She eventually led him away and released him into the parade ring where the horse chased
that I want to any more." "So the blood lust is gone?" "I can't say I ever felt blood lust Bo; just an itch that needed scratching; some easy money to be made. Believe me I'm done now… Penny Farthing is going to disappear; never to be heard of again." "Do you really think so?" Penny pulled the koru from under her jumper and felt it warm in her hands. "Oh yes Bo… I'm absolutely certain; without the tiniest shadow of doubt… almost." Chapter 14 Neville Shortland known to his mates by
that fact. Inspector, unless you have any further evidence to present against my client you have no option but to release him without charge." James ignored the lawyer's words despite the apparent inevitability of the outcome. "So Neville you claim that the child was not even yours. That might give you even more of a motive to wish the baby harm." "Inspector this is looking more like a fishing expedition than a rigorous investigation. Out there somewhere, walking the streets is the perpetrator
adjoining corridor. Emily's eyes shut against the unaccustomed harshness of the light and as her eyes adjusted she looked around her room; her torture chamber. In the instant that was available to her she could see that there were heavy blinds across the windows but that she was in an ordinary bedroom; sparse and equipped by a deranged masochist for its current purpose. Her tracksuit had been removed and lay neatly folded across a chair as if she had slipped out of it herself. Emily shuddered at
the pull came from around her neck. It was the koru that seemed to be pulling her. The koru that had directed her life ever since she had been given it. A gift of love; a gift of death. Emily had abandoned herself to her fate now; all fight gone; all hope gone. Without hope you have no wings. The lake rose and fell with its never ending pulse but the sudden squall was over and the lake's surface fell calm again. Emily felt nothing; her world became a dark void that throbbed to the pulse of an
