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eBook Category: Mystery/Crime/Romance
eBook Description: The FBI stakes out Debbie's bakery to catch a kidnapper. A baby's life is at stake and time's running out. And amateur sleuth Debbie intends to solve the case--even if it kills her! A stand alone story, this book features characters from both Full Moon Honeymoon and the award-winning Last Resort.

eBook Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc, Published: Wings ePress, Inc, 2003
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2003

11 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [610 KB], eReader (PDB) [206 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [192 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [174 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [170 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [226 KB], hiebook (KML) [465 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [258 KB], iSilo (PDB) [159 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [200 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [235 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [265 KB]
Words: 55708
Reading time: 159-222 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"The humor of Full Moon Honeymoon, romance, mouth-watering pastries, blended family relationships, and a mystery full of surprise twists add up to an enjoyable read that is anything but lulling. This is a don't miss read by a talented author."--Fran Keighley

The unmistakable intro to Satisfaction from the Rolling Stones telephone dragged Debbie from the depths of slumber. Noel grunted in his sleep as she grabbed for Mick Jagger. She squinted at the digital clock: five-thirty in the morning. Great. Her alarm set for six, her night's sleep was over. "H'lo."

"Mom?"

"Beth?" She'd called her Mom, not Debbie. She rarely called her Mom. "Omigod! It's the baby, isn't it? Has Kevin called Jeremy? How close together are the contractions? Are you--"

"It's not the baby. It's your friend, Nate."

Wide awake now, Debbie swung her legs to the edge of the bed. "What's happened?"

"I don--t know. He never came back last night. Wasn--t he going to drop you off at the condo and come back here?"

"No, honey. Your dad picked me up. I left Nate there to mix dough." She bolted from the bed. "I have to go. Something must be wrong."

"Want me to call anyone? The police?"

"No. We'd blow his cover, remember? I'll check on him. I'm sure he's all right." Her imagination conjured up visions of the agent's bloodied body sprawled in the alley behind the shop. She really needed to stop reading Ed McBain at bedtime.