The third and final installment in the BWWM Captive Series is finally here. We'll be closing out the novel with the final installment to this rockin' trilogy that follows the crazy stories of Gigi Jackson (Book 1, Seal's Captive) and Tyra Jackson (Book 2, Ex Con's Captive). These sisters have taken us around the world, okay?! In Book 1, we found ourselves in Costa Rica and in Book 2, we went all the way to Nairobi, Kenya with some part of the book in Uganda (Kampala) and Tanzania.
It's been an incredible journey to Book 3 for me and I've spent many months tweaking the ending that I originally wanted to write a story that wasn't just about Dinah, but tied in the other three sisters so that you can all get final CLOSURE on the girls we have come to love throughout this year...
What I can promise you in Dinah's book is that she's nothing like the reserved and shy Gigi or the loud-mouthed troublemaking Tyra. She's a breed of her own thanks to her upbringing by her CRAZY RICH father. This book explores what that life on the "dark economy" is like.
Did you know that it's common for many rulers in ancient times to only surround themselves with female guards because they believed women are more trustworthy? There was no better woman for Jerome to trust than his own daughter so he turned her into the woman he needed her to be... a cold-blooded assassin. And yes, Jerome technically recruited "child soldiers" to protect his multi-million dollar fortune. This book delves into the depths of what this wealthy man left behind and how his daughter will manage to pick up the pieces of having grown up stronger than any woman she knows and struggling to let other people -- especially men -- into her life.
I don't want to spoil how the story ends for you, so without further ado, thank you for reading this far and I hope you enjoy the absolutely delicious teaser I'm posting below. Warning, you WILL be teased, so expect to end the sample wanting more (desperately).
Romance Novel Excerpts: Hitman's Captive | Book #3 BWWM Captive Series
“Miss Jackson, it’s handled.”
“What did they say?”
“They asked about the funeral.”
“There’s not going to be a funeral. My remains are…”
“I said they were lost at sea.”
“With all due respect Miss Jackson, due to the short notice of your departure, I cannot guarantee that the truth will stay hidden from them at all.”
“I understand, Stephanie. But you know that I don’t have a choice here.”
“We always have a choice, Dinah.”
“You’re Jerome’s daughter. I understand that. But your father is dead…”
“Exactly. And just like people came after Gigi and Tyra, they’ll come after me. You and I both know that I’ve done far worse than being Jerome’s daughter.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“I know. Consider this a semi-permanent retirement. When trouble has died down, I’ll consider coming back.”
“Elsa misses you.”
I leaned back in the red velvet seats on the jet, trying not to think of Elsa.
“Elsa is a dog. She doesn’t understand anything. She’s just happy as long as she gets her food every day.”
“You and I both know that’s not true.”
“Listen, Stephanie. We’re about to land. I’ll be back on the grid in twenty.”
“Is she beautiful?”
“Yes, the island looks the same. But somehow colder.”
Stephanie chuckled, “She looks colder every time.”
“When is the last time you’ve been back?”
“I don’t know. Years. Not since Wy—”
“You can say his name, Stephanie.”
“Not since Wyatt was around.”
“Yeah. Let’s hope he doesn’t think to look for me here.”
“He won’t. We took measures to ensure that he’ll never find you.”
“Promise me, Stephanie, you’ll make sure he doesn’t.”
“Good. I gotta go now.”
“Be safe, Dinah.”
“I will be. You know that.”
“Yes. But you have a funny habit of getting into trouble, don’t you?”
“I’m my father’s daughter. I can’t help that.”
“If you don’t hear from me in three days, worry.”
Stephanie hung up and I wandered down the aisle of the jet, popping into the pilot’s cabin.
“Closing in, Jerry?”
“Yes. It’s tough landing her today. Snowstorm comin’ in tomorrow, I’m sure you heard.”
“The house survived the winter of ’09 just fine.”
“I’m gonna miss you, Jerry.”
“Don’t believe that.”
“We’ve flown all over the world together.”
Jerry shrugged, “Coulda been any other lug Mr. Jackson hired.”
“But you’ve always been my pilot. Always.”
“You’ve grown up into a fine young lady.”
The plane approached the ground and I grew quiet as I watched Jerry take her in closer, flying the private plane smoothly to avoid bumps and discomfort. Our first flight together had been a nightmare compared to this one. With daddy dead, all of us would scatter to our little corner of the globe and hope that we could live without trouble for once.
“If you need me, call my place in Hafnarfjörður.”
“It’s only a three hour flight.”
“Exactly. I’ll miss ya kiddo. But it’s for the best.”
“I know. That’s what I told Stephanie.”
Jerry snorted at the mention of Stephanie’s name.
“She still think you should stay in the tropics so they can hunt you down like deer?” He asked gruffly.
“She wants me to stay.”
“Not a chance. YOu’re too smart for that. And you’re right to come here. Nowhere is safer than Avalon.”
I didn’t respond and a few moments later, the plane landed on the strip, a mile away from the island’s main house.
“Bundle up, missy.”
I wrapped my scarf around my face and pulled up the hood on my jacket so it warmed my ears. Jerry opened the plane doors and walked me down the stairs. He stared at me for a moment on the tarmac with tears in his eyes.
“Years. You’ll be here alone for years, Dinah. I just… I can’t imagine what your father would think.”
“He would understand. This is what he would have wanted.”
“I suppose you’re right. I suppose it’s safest.”
“If I’m with the rest of the world, they’ll track me down and when they’re done, they’ll kill all my sisters. I have no choice.”
“I know. I know.”
He hugged me and salty tears ran down his stubbly cheek onto my cheek as we pressed our faces together. I squeezed Jerry tightly, not wanting to let go. For a split second, I realized he was the last remaining parental figure that I had and I would have to say goodbye to him and to everything I knew.
I finally pulled away, sniffling and disguising my own tears from him.
“Promise me you’ll stay in touch.”
“And stay out of trouble.”
“Sure you don’t want me to drive you to the house?”
“No. I can handle it.”
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