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Ron Hewlett has been a cop for years but still believes in the basic good of mankind. When a murder occurs at the local Fraternity house and everyone seems guilty yet no one is talking, Ron’s opinion begins to change.
Samantha MacKenzie is a professor at NYU, determined to make her way in a man’s world yet hiding a secret that could destroy her. When she and Ron meet, sparks fly and an attraction builds, but what she holds back could mean more than just a ruined relationship. It could mean both their lives.
The house was bathed in shadows. A dark cloud covered the once brightly shining moon, and the stars were hidden behind a blanket of dense fog. A dog howled in the distance, and the sound of laughter could be heard from somewhere.
A mask concealing her face, the figure of a woman appeared carrying a flashlight in one hand, a bag slung over the opposite shoulder. She knew she had only a matter of minutes to accomplish her task and needed to move quickly. It was the most perfect of plans, and there could be no mistakes.
She must not get caught.
She made her way into the house, tiptoeing softly from the foyer into the dining room. She knew the residents usually met in the game room every Saturday night to drink and party until the wee hours of the morning. She paused as she listened for their laughter, no doubt patting each other on the back for a job well done. Another girl conquered, another notch in their belts. She wouldn’t doubt that they could show her thousands of belts--each covered with the blood and spirits of those they’d left behind.
Filled with the need for revenge, she reached into her backpack and removed the homemade bomb she’d created in an abandoned warehouse, thanks to the many hours of reading and the Internet access she had been allowed in the hospital. The information she’d found had come in handy for her task.
The clock struck eleven as she turned to leave, and she thought she heard them coming. It was a shame they all had to perish for one man’s sin, but it was necessary. And she would succeed.
Slipping out quietly, she placed a hand over her mouth to stifle another giggle and breathed a sigh of relief. She wished she could wait to see them discover what she had done--what they all had done--but it was too dangerous.