Title: Saving Jamie
Author: Carol Braswell
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Her secret can get her killed!
The only thing standing between Jamie and the Cartel is FBI agent Rex Garret, but he can’t protect her when she disobeys orders. When a dead body turns up and evidence places Jamie at the scene she becomes the number one suspect. Will he have to arrest the woman he’s come to care about or will he find her dead?
Can he save her this time?
Jamie Kenner barely escapes abduction alive, but at what cost? A traumatic head injury leaves what little memory she has left almost useless. An unlikely friendship with a reclusive, but kind rancher eases her pain and frustration. Yet something isn’t right. Fear haunted her. A secret is locked inside her head, dancing just out of reach…a secret someone is willing to kill for.
Carol Braswell has been writing since 1994. She took it seriously three years ago when a newspaper story caught her eye and Finding Amy was born. But Amy had an identical twin and her story had to be told as well. Saving Jamie dictated her story, Carol listened and Jamie’s adventure came to life.
“Several beta readers told me they didn’t like Jamie in the first book. That’s exactly how I wanted her to come across. But I had to redeem her in Saving Jamie. My editor said I had.” Mrs. Braswell says she writes what she loves to read. That is a lot of suspense and a little romance thrown in to keep the emotions flowing. Her page turners keep you on the edge wondering just what will happen next. And you never have to wait long for a hunt and capture or a steamy roll in the sheets. Her books are loaded with both.
At present Mrs. Braswell is working on three books and plans to release two more after re-writes. “It is a daunting task, to say the least, but will be well worth the effort.”
She lives in east Texas with her hero husband who can fix anything and three very spoiled Maltese. She says her home was built for comfort and tranquility. Hubby built her a pergola where she escapes to writes.
Rex grinned and opened the gate, being as quiet as possible, and eased inside. He knelt behind Jamie and gently shook her. She jerked awake, disturbing the animal in her arms and he started bleating.
“You woke the baby so it’s your turn to change his diaper and fix the bottle.” Jamie joked and ran her hand over her face and yawned.
Rex laughed and stood. “He’s potty trained but I’ll get his midnight snack.” He brought the goat’s milk and handed her the warm bottle. “What are you doing out here?”
Jamie sat up and fed the goat. “To keeping him from crying all night and waking everyone. He misses his mother so I’m filling in until he can join the rest of the pygmies.”
Rex stretched out behind her and leaned his head close. He lifted one of the curls hanging over her shoulder and inhaled. Ginger and citrus entertained his nose. A slow burn started inside him and flowed through his fingertips. “You shouldn’t be out here alone. How long have been sleeping with another man?”
The baby finished the bottle and fell asleep. Jamie turned and her mouth was inches from his. He couldn’t stop the pull of her lips and lowered his mouth. She kissed him, hungrily. He wrapped his arm around her tiny waist and pulled her to him. The heat they generated could have set the hay on fire.
Jamie lifted her head. “Rex,” she whispered breathlessly. “I need to tell you something.”
Rex kissed her neck, her ear lobe, and mumbled, “You can tell me anything.” What had she done to him? He wanted to rain kisses over every inch of her luscious body. She inhaled sharply but remained silent. He leaned back, raised an eyebrow and stared into the hypnotizing green eyes he had come to adore.
Carlos watched his number one assassin walk away arm and arm with the youngest Garrett. AJ would be in the middle of a hornet’s nest and she could get the information he needed to retrieve his money.
He picked up his glass of scotch and water and finished the last sip in one gulp. His plane didn’t leave for another hour so there was no need for him to rush. It was a waiting game, now. AJ had done several jobs for him in the past and was reliable; he had no doubt he would get what he wanted. Her marksmanship would stand up to any other shooter in the world. She could engage the mark; either in a personal relationship or a business one. The only problem with AJ was she didn’t come cheap. This job cost him a million dollars, half payable in advance, but it would be well worth the money in the long run. His gut tightened at the thought of how much money Martin Kenner pilfered from the drug money he laundered for the cartel over the past eight years. Martin’s ex stole three million of that money last year. Now, all that was left in the house belonged to the U.S. government, thanks to that idiot Martin sent to find his ex and retrieve the money Jamie stole. The man bungled the job and shot a state trooper in the process. He didn’t get the death penalty because the trooper lived but he wouldn’t be getting out in the next one hundred or so years.
Carlos had to pay the head of the cartel back what was lost in the raid at Martin’s house plus the extra million he had promised Marco for the extra time. Now his family was in danger. He couldn’t afford failure. But Martin Kenner would pay for his screw up, too. And Carlos knew exactly how to do it. He retrieved his cell phone and dialed the number he knew by heart.