Tuesday Sampler: Saving Jamie by Carol Braswell

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In our mission to connect readers, writers, and books, Caleb and Linda Pirtle is showcasing some of the best authors in the marketplace today. Tuesday’s Sampler features an excerpt from Saving Jamieromantic suspense by Carol Braswell.

The Story

Her secret can get her killed.

The only thing standing between the cartel who is hunting her and Jamie is FBI agent Rex Garrett, 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 is abducted and barely escapes with her life, but a head injury leaves what memory she has almost useless. With her head exploding in pain and no memory of why she finds help with a reclusive, yet kindly old rancher, something isn’t right.

Fear haunts her. A secret is locked inside her head and someone is willing to kill for it.

Will her life change when she regains her memory?

Saving Jamie is the sequel to Finding Amy.

About Carol Braswell:

Carol Braswell
Carol Braswell

I love to write. I love to put characters in situations that seems impossible to get out of. Almost. Then, out of the blue, along comes that sexy, breathtakingly, handsome hero who can and will save the day.

Sometimes, (I like this part), it’s the heroine who steps up and saves the day. I love to write. Did I mention that? Anyway, I love mystery, suspense and the forever kind of love.

When someone asks me, “what do you write?” I can’t say romance. It’s not that simple. I want action, adventure, suspense with caring, loving, sexy, characters that seem to find trouble wherever they go.

I am married to my real life sexy hero who finds my imagination intriguing, but refuses to read my books.

Thank God. Our, live-at-home children greet us at the door with tongues hanging and tails wagging. They travel with us when we vacation and get depressed when we have to leave them. We have four grown children who live close enough for us to see often.

You can follow me on Twitter, Facebook and on my blog.l

Carol’s Website: http://www.carolbraswell.com/

Carol’s Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/carolbraswellauthor/?fref=ts

Carol’s Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorCarolB

Saving Jamie buy links

Amazon Kindle: http://amzn.to/1ZJD6dh

Amazon Paperback: http://amzn.to/1ZJDIiW

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The Sampler

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.

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