Riley Anderson comes to you
because she has no other choice. Her fiancé, an investigative journalist, has
been kidnapped by the mob and the police will do nothing to find him for
twenty-four hours. By then, she’s sure Leo will be dead
Something is seriously wrong, you can sense it.
But you’re a newbie Private Investigator with little experience and few friends
to assist you. Can you save the day, or will your inexperience get both Leo and
You are the only one who can locate the clues
hidden in the twelve short stories, plucked from 4 – 5 star romance novels by
bestselling authors: Jennie Marts, Bev Pettersen, Marie Treanor, Debora Dennis,
Red L Jameson, Dariel Raye, Kayelle Allen, Ann Omasta, Lana Williams, Sydney
Jane Baily, Nhys Glover and Tonya Plank.
You are the only one who has any chance of
Will you take on the case?
“How long has he been missing, Miss…?” I should
have gotten her name first. My bad. But the people side of this business wasn’t
my strong suit.
“Riley Anderson. And my fiancé is Leo Caravaggio.”
She fished her phone out of her pocket and thrust it towards me so I could see
a series of photos of Leo and her in impromptu selfies.
I frowned. I knew his name, and not just because it belonged
to an Old Master.
“What’s wrong? Why are you frowning?” she demanded
“Nothing. I just recognise your fiancé’s name, but I
don’t know where from.” I tried to remain aloof, but I could feel the last
of my professional distance slipping through my fingers like sand.
“Oh, is that all? You probably know his blog. He’s an
investigative journalist and blogger. He specialises in organised crime
exposés. That’s why I know he’s in terrible trouble. Deadly trouble.”
twisted her hands on her lap, and I winced in sympathy. If she kept that up
she’d break a finger.
“How do you know he’s been kidnapped? I assume that’s
what you think has happened.”
“Yes. I think the mob took him. More specifically, the
Donetti syndicate. They were the ones Leo was researching. He wouldn’t tell me
much about it because he worried I might end up in trouble if I knew too much.
But now he’s the one in trouble, and I just don’t know enough to help
him!” Riley wailed the last part as she teetered on the edge.
She was beginning to shatter. If I wanted to stop her, I had
to refocus her on what she did know.
“When did he go missing?”
“Two hours ago. It took me that long to get rejected by
the police and find you on the net. It says you specialise in missing persons…
That’s right, isn’t it?” Once again, I could see doubt in her eyes.
“How do you know he’s not just following a lead? I know
from personal experience that I can go off-the-grid for as much as a day when
I’m on the trail –”
“Because we were supposed to meet for lunch,” she
interrupted impatiently. “And he didn’t arrive. I’d only spoken to him
half an hour before, and he was fine and on his way then.
“Even if he’d received last minute information that
required him to take off, he would have let me know. He’s considerate like
that. And he hasn’t checked in with any of his contacts, or the paper, and his
phone is dead.”
“Do you live together?”
“Yes. For a year now. Why?”
“Because it will make checking out his personal
property easier. Does he work from home?”
“Yes. He does freelance work for the Courier, but he works from home. All his
files are there.”
“What do you do for a living, Miss Anderson?”
“Call me Riley. I’m a buyer for a department store.
It’s a hectic job and it was a big deal for me to take an extended lunch today
– for our anniversary. That’s why I knew Leo was in trouble. This was a special
I thought quickly. There wasn’t a lot to go on. But maybe if
I checked out their place, I’d get some ideas. It was a start. And my gut was
telling me that Riley was right. Her fiancé was running out of time. I had to
find him before the Donettis made mincemeat of him.
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