Published by Tangled Tree Publishing on October 19th 2019
Genres: Domestic Suspense, Thriller
Staring down the barrel of a loaded 9mm is a wake-up call, especially when it’s your husband’s finger on the trigger. Brooklyn James’s only thought is to take her baby and run. It’s better to end up on the streets than suffer one more day beneath her husband’s hand.
Finally back on her feet, Brooklyn is stronger, better prepared, and determined not to run. That is until she gets the call that her husband has been released from prison after serving his three years for DWI.
Cain James has his wife on his mind, always. With his friend Donovan at his side, anything is possible. He can find her, bring her home, make her love him again. While Cain has serious anger issues, Donovan is much worse. Cain can’t control his friend’s sick, twisted mind and even sicker actions.
Donovan has Cain’s best interest at heart, and he’ll do whatever it takes to help Cain bring his wife home—including murder. After his time in prison, Cain doesn’t want to hurt his wife again and becomes a man torn—divided between the darkness inside him, his twisted love, and his lifelong protector, Donovan.
As Cain tries to convince his wife that he’s changed, he watches the bodies hit the floor one by one at the hands of his sidekick. Enraged by his estranged wife’s new love and conflicted by his own anger and need to protect his family, Cain unravels.
He can’t live without her, and he won’t let her live without him.
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Unable to resist the knowledge that my family is only separated from me by an apartment door, I pocket my keys and rush to the door. After knocking, I duck just out of view of the peephole, hoping she might open the door.The door flies open, and I’m not faced with my wife, but my child. She stands wide-eyed and curious, looking up at me. “Hi, baby, remember me?” I crouch to her level.Brooklyn comes around the corner, freezing when she sees me in her open door. “Carissa, why did you answer the door? I told you…,” she starts with a tremble in her voice.“Mama, it’s Daddy! Daddy’s back!”She remembers me. I laugh with tears in my eyes, accepting the child that rushes into my arms in a hug. “You remember!” I laugh, standing and lifting her off the floor. I don’t wait to be asked in, knowing I won’t be. Stepping inside, I shut the door behind me with a kick.Brooklyn is pale, gaping at me as if I’m not real. My heart pounds in my chest and I want to touch her, but she looks completely terrified.Can’t blame her for that.“What are you doing here?” Her voice is strangled, hushed.“Baby, we need to talk. I need to tell you some things. Please don’t be scared.” I step toward her, she steps back. I don’t want to hurt you, not this time.Carissa hugs me tighter, and I kiss her cheek. “Daddy, where did you go?”I swallow. Brooklyn didn’t tell her. I want to thank her. It gives me hope to know she didn’t bad mouth me to our daughter.“I had to go away for a bit, but I’m back now.”“Are you going to stay?”