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By Emma Haughton

Brother lifeless.
Best pal missing.
House ransacked.
Stalked via a stranger.
Attacked within the street...

...And Sarah has no proposal why.

She by no means knew her brother was once hiding a gloomy mystery while he died. yet now his reckless activities have led the wolves to her door. And the one means out is to run.

A demanding, unnerving mystery that would set your center racing, from the writer of NOW you notice ME.

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Better Left Buried

Brother useless.
Best buddy missing.
House ransacked.
Stalked by means of a stranger.
Attacked on the street. ..

. .. And Sarah has no proposal why.

She by no means knew her brother was once hiding a gloomy mystery while he died. yet now his reckless activities have led the wolves to her door. And the single means out is to run.

A stressful, unnerving mystery that would set your center racing, from the writer of NOW you spot ME.

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An older man sat on a stool by the counter and watched her pass. She said good evening. He pretended not to hear and began sorting through a box of loose candy. She stopped for a moment outside the house and took a deep breath. Then she knocked at the door and stepped back. A radio was playing somewhere nearby, a song by a band called Los Tigres del Norte. Rafaela liked them. They sang about regular life, and that included the narcos. Many of their songs celebrated the gangsters, and Rafaela understood their popularity.

Three hours later, he finally fell asleep. Part Two Twenty-two WRAPPED IN THE warmth of the fiery orange sun above the Pacific Ocean, Charlie Mendez stretched his lean, tanned body, and gave a loud yawn. The whole day stretched ahead of him. In a minute or two he would rise from his lounger, grab his surfboard and try to catch some waves. After an hour or so, he would come back into shore, head to the villa to shower, then go out to lunch. Afterwards, he would return to the villa with one of the local girls he rotated on a weekly basis.

Last night,’ smiled Ty. ’ Lock tried to think back to his map. He was sure he’d registered that name. ’ Ty thumbed further down the email. ’ Lock asked. Ty’s expression clouded. ’ Lock was already at the door. ’ ‘No,’ said Lock. ’ ‘Make it thirty minutes,’ said Lock, shouldering out on to the sidewalk. Twenty-seven stay where it was. Lock gave the valet who had seen it in its blood-drenched condition a hefty tip to take it out of the garage and drive it around Los Angeles on a pre-determined schedule that broadly correlated to his previous movements over the past week: a car that didn’t move would alert the suspicion of anyone still monitoring the tracking device.

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