All she had to do was steal a rare, red diamond. How hard could that be?
Excerpt:
I followed the others into the Whittle Bus, took a seat and turned
to look out the window. I didn't want a seat buddy. I didn't want a BFF—someone
to giggle and bond with. I had a job to do. I had to keep my focus.
Especially if I wanted to live.
I stared blankly out the window, not seeing the city shift to
country. Music blared from the bus's sound system. The driver turned the radio
on an All 80s channel. Trying to block the music, I reviewed my evening. First,
act like a meek female, not too competent or intelligent who doesn't speak
English fluently. Second, pretend to be an acceptable server and deliver drinks
to thirsty, rich people. Third, steal the red diamond.
Simple enough.
I didn't want the gem. Hmph, who was I kidding? I'd love to own it.
But, a job's a job. I'd been commissioned to steal and deliver it to a secure
box. And that's exactly what I intended to do. I'd planned this job for several
weeks, if not months. Finally, the right opportunity presented itself and here
I was sitting on a bus listening to You
Spin Me Round, dressed like a French maid. So unbelievably annoying. The
skirt barely covered the bend in my butt. Every time I tugged at the skirt, my
boobs started to pop out of the top. Not that there was a lot of boob to pop
out. I seemed to be missing the greatly
endowed gene. I stifled the fantasy of putting my fingers around the neck
of the old pervert that demanded we wear these ridiculous outfits. And gloves.
We all had to wear white gloves. Who does that?
I'm guessing the host of the party didn't want us mere peasants
touching anything, leaving our filthy germs which he might pick up and then die
of some horrible flesh-eating disease. Hey, a person can dream.
But on the bright side, the gloves played right into my hand―so to
speak. I didn't have to figure out how to conceal a pair of latex gloves. I'd
wear these white monstrosities, steal the red diamond and not leave a
fingerprint in the whole house.
The bus slowed, passed through the open gates then drove around to
the back of a large manor house. I'll admit the house wasn't as big as the one
in Downton Abbey, but it was still impressive. A reddish-brown brick house with
several floors, lots of windows and partially covered in ivy which screamed rich person lives here. The land around
it extended for acres in every direction. I'd already done my research on the
place. I knew every inch of the outside and inside. I had escape routes
planned. Although, I had no intention of needing them. I was confident I was
leaving the same way as I'd arrived—on this bus.
I knew where I could hide in the house if needed. And I had a
back-up plan to my back-up plan. Several people had been paid hefty fees to
watch my back. This gem was as good as stolen.
Blurb:
The legend of Robin
Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist. If you love
hot, billionaire romances, then this is a must read.
From the
author of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy, multi-published, hot romance author
Daryl Devoré's latest book revolves around deceit, betrayal, passion and the
theft of a multi-million-dollar, rare, red diamond.
As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion
isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced billionaire, Mark clash over
Byn's need for independence and Mark's struggle with guilt pushing him in the
opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a
ninety-five-year-old woman get involved the chance for
true love for Byn and Mark
fades.
All is lost
until a children's game is their only hope.
Amazon
About the Author:
Two
writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes
hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with
little to no heat. Daryl has several published books available on Amazon in
ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via D2D.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives
in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl
loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back
acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a
moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a
submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies
room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.
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Wow, this sounds like an awesome read. Enjoyed the snippet. Great teaser :)
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Roz
Personally, I think it's a fantastic read :-)
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