Identity
Crisis
by
Eliza Daly
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BLURB:
When
Olivia Doyle’s father dies under suspicious circumstances, rather
than inheriting a family fortune, she inherits a new identity. She
learns they were placed in the Federal Witness Protection Program
when she was five years old. Her father was involved in an art
forgery ring and testified against the mob. Brought up not to trust
anyone, Olivia has a difficult time relying on U.S. Marshal Ethan
Ryder to protect her, and to keep her secret. She fears her father
may have continued his life of crime through her art gallery. She has
little choice but to depend on Ethan when she realizes someone is now
after her. Olivia’s search for the truth leads her and Ethan across
country to a family and past she doesn’t remember.
At the
age of ten, Ethan witnessed a brutal murder. He vowed when he grew
up, he’d protect people in danger. Protecting Olivia is difficult
when she won’t trust him. He soon realizes his desire to protect
her goes beyond doing his job, but if his judgment becomes clouded by
emotions, her safety could be jeopardized.
Can
Ethan and Olivia learn to trust each other when they uncover secrets
that will change their lives forever?
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Read an excerpt:
The footsteps drew closer. Her breathing quickened. The intruder paused outside the door and she held her breath, a death grip on the pepper spray. The barrel of a gun appeared through the doorway, followed by a man. In that split second, she blasted him with a steady stream.
“Shit!” he yelled, snapping his head away from the line of fire.
Unsure if she’d made a direct hit, she flew past him, still spraying the air behind her. Although it wasn’t a blanket mist, she couldn’t help but inhale some of the toxic vapors in the air. Her eyes burned slightly and she coughed, racing down the hallway and across the open foyer.
She was almost to the door when the guy yelled out in a raspy voice, “Touch that door handle and I’ll shoot it off.”
She came to a screeching halt, unsure if he planned on aiming for the handle or her hand. The blood pulsating in her ears muffled the roar of the lawn mower as it passed by near a window. Nobody would hear her scream. She eyed the security alarm keypad on the wall by the door. Two quick steps and she could hit the panic button. Two quick steps and she might get shot. She slowly turned around, her gaze locking on the gun pointed at her from the opposite side of the foyer. Sheer panic pressed against her chest, and she sucked in a deep breath.
The guy cleared his throat. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” He cautiously lowered the gun, but didn’t holster it. “Unless you spray that crap again.” He blinked rapidly and ran a hand up over the top of his head, sweeping back a clump of wet hair. Her aim had obviously been off. It was impossible to spray straight when her body was shaking uncontrollably.
The guy’s dark hair was just shy of touching his shoulders and he had a five o’clock shadow. A black T-shirt covered his broad chest and faded, relaxed fitting jeans contradicted his rigid stance. A scar across his cheekbone, and a thin one slashing his eyebrow, added to his don’t mess with me look.
“I’m Ethan Ryder with the U.S. Marshals.” The man flashed a badge, then slipped it back in his pants’ pocket.
If the mob had hunted down her dad, who was to say it hadn’t been through a U.S. Marshal snitch? He’d trusted Roy Howard, not Ethan Ryder. Maybe he wasn’t even with the U.S. Marshals. Rather coincidental that he showed up right after a robbery.
“I assume you’re Olivia Doyle?”
At the back of her mind she heard her dad’s voice. Don’t trust him, Livvy. Be leery of people you know and certainly don’t trust someone you don’t know.
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AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
Eliza
Daly’s first attempt at creative writing was in fourth grade. She
and her friends were huge Charlie’s Angels fans and she would sit
in her bedroom at night writing scripts for them to act out at recess
the following day. She was Kelly Garrett. Fast forward to the
present, she’s still writing stories about beautiful women who
always get their men. The journey from fourth grade script writer to
published author wasn’t an easy one, but it was always an adventure
and the final destination was well worth it.
When
Eliza isn’t traveling for her job as an event planner, or tracing
her ancestry roots through Ireland, she’s at home in Milwaukee
working on her next novel, bouncing ideas off her husband Mark, and
her cats Quigley, Frankie, and Sammy.
You can
find Eliza on the web at:
Website: http://www.elizadaly.com/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/ElizaDalyAuthor
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/elizadaly
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Beautiful Cover!
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Book sounds good, thanks for the chance.
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Thank you so much for having me here today to celebrate the recent release of my romantic suspense, Identity Crisis! Have a great day!
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A truly captivating excerpt...thanks for sharing with us!! :)
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I hear that pepper spray is horrible - love his reaction to it.
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Great excerpt! Thanks!
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