“Something To Treasure”
Blurb:
Murder, jealousy and treasure…
When Cammie Adams, determined novice PI, gets an urgent call from her ex, she is compelled to take his case. Miles, a luxury hotel owner and an upstanding citizen of the Upton Hills Community, finds one of the maids dead in an empty suite and turns to Cammie for help to keep his beloved hotel from being tarnished. With her partner and complicated boyfriend, Simon, she takes on a case that might just be their last. Her ex’s hotel is an eighty-year-old building that has secrets of its own. Will Miles win Cammie back? Will Simon stay by her side when the unthinkable happens? Can they catch the murderer to save the hotel and her ex’s reputation or will the case take a turn that will leave them lost forever?
Excerpt:
Simon looked at her and brushed the wet hair over that was clinging to her face. His hazel eyes stared deep into hers. “When I thought even for one second that I could lose you, I didn’t like it.”
She smiled at him. “You weren’t even worried about that hunk of gold.”
This brought back the fun loving guy she knew. “Thanks for reminding me that he got away with the gold.” He smirked.
“He won’t get away with this. My father will find us and we’ll get it back,” she said looking out to the never ending water.
Simon scooped up a handful of sand then let the grains slowly slip out of his fingers reminding her of an hourglass. “I don’t want to alarm you, but how will your father find us? He’s on his honeymoon and doesn’t even know we are missing.”
“I have faith.” She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek. “Besides there’s no one I’d rather be missing on a deserted island with.”
He touched the tip of her nose. “I’ve had some experience with living in the wild. We’ll survive.”
She knew he was referring to the month he spent camping out in the South African jungle. If he could survive in a jungle, an island that had white sandy beaches and palm trees should be no problem.
She took his hand and squeezed it. “I know.”
Simon looked around, “We need to gather some wood for a fire before dark.”
She followed him along the edge of the trees to help him find some driftwood to burn. They gathered wood and small dried leaves and sticks. They carried it all back to the beach.
“Are your clothes still wet?” Simon asked.
“A little.”
Simon took off his shirt and pants. “We should take off our clothes and lay them in the sun so they can dry before nightfall.”
She striped down to her bra and panties. At least if she only had one set of underwear they were high quality. She giggled. “I feel like we’re Adam and Eve.”
Simon smiled. “Does that mean you are going to tempt me with your forbidden fruit?”
She laughed and playfully slapped his arm.
“I’ll get a fire started. If you want you can grab as many of those fallen palm leaves as you can. We’ll sleep on those tonight,” he told her.
“Okay,” she went over and started gathering the palm leaves. By the time she got as many as she could carry, Simon had a small fire started. She was relieved to see the flame. They would be in total darkness as soon as the sun went down.
“I’m going to get some more sticks for a bed. See if you can find any sharp shells and some that could be used to drink out of along the beach.”
She walked barefoot on the hot, gritty sand. At least their clothes would be dry soon. The night air would get chilly. Someone had to find them. A couple of days on a deserted island with Simon wouldn’t be so bad, like a vacation really. Weeks or months terrified her.
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Author Bio:
I’m a hopeless romantic writer, inspired by art, love and hope. I was lucky to have the support of my family and friends in my journey to publication. I’ve always been a creative person, but until I started writing, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. Once my first novel was complete, it felt natural to continue writing. I just might be the only writer out there that doesn’t drink caffeine. Dark chocolate and warm cookies are my weaknesses. I love to read books that make me laugh out loud or make me want to live in the place they are set in.
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