Edge of Midnight

Ava Bradley

abr 2017 · Pink Pixel Publishing

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Seven years ago Lily Brent believed she donated a kidney to her estranged sister. But when Lily is called across the state to identify her sister’s body and take custody of the child she never knew her sister had, the past starts to look foggy. To make matters worse a madman is hot on her trail, willing to use deadly measures to get the child back.

 

When a woman with a small child crashes her car into his remote mountain gas station, closely followed by an assailant with a silencer-equipped pistol, Miles Goodwin is forced to come out of his self-induced emotional coma to save their lives. Three years of inactive duty seem like they never happened as the ex-cop springs into action. All at once he’s a police officer again, but Miles hasn’t recovered from the tragic deaths of his wife and daughter. He isn’t prepared to take on a beautiful woman and a golden child who remind him of the family he lost.

 

Six-year-old Annie is delightfully well behaved, twice as mature and intelligent as most children her age. But she’s never eaten a hamburger, watched Sesame Street, or heard of Tinkerbell, and Lily and Miles witness strange occurrences that make them believe the private research facility where Annie was raised is doing more than routine medical studies. 

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CEOs, Navy SEALs, FBI agents...

You won’t find them here. Instead, I write about the average Joe. The guy who takes out the trash—after you ask, who wears a shirt with a spot on it to lunch with your mother but then charms her socks off, who accidentally overwaters your favorite house plant but then buys you flowers. You know and love this guy: the Rick Grimes’, the Stu Redmans, the Kyle Reeses of the world who, when faced with seemingly insurmountable odds, rise to the occasion and save you, the dog, and the day. Okay, so Kyle Reese died in the end, but my heroes do not! You can read my books with the promise from me that only the bad guy will meet his deserved end in a bad way. Likewise, I do not write about anti-heroes. There are no Tony Sopranos, no Dexter Morgans, no Ray Donovans in my books. So find a comfy spot and pour yourself a glass of wine, cup of tea, or mug of hot chocolate, whatever suits your fancy, and read one of my books knowing you’ll find a hero you can fall in love with and a heroine you wish you could be.