In For The Kill [Secure eReader]
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eBook by Pauline Rowson
eBook Category: Suspense/Thriller/Mystery/Crime
eBook Description: Alex Albury has it all: a successful public relations business, a luxurious house, a beautiful wife and two sons. Then one September morning the police burst into his home and arrest him. Now, three and a half years later, newly released from Camp Hill Prison on the Isle of Wight, Alex is intent on finding the man who framed him for fraud and embezzlement. All he knows is his name: James Andover. But who is he? Where is he? Alex embarks on his quest to track down Andover, but with the trail cold he is frustrated at every turn. Worse, he finds himself under suspicion by the police. The pressure is on and Alex has to unearth the answers and quick. But time is running out. For Alex the future looks bleak and soon he is left with the option - to kill or be killed...
eBook Publisher: Rowmark/Rowmark
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2007
There is before and after, like one of those
slimming adverts you see in magazines and
newspapers. Only my before and after had
nothing to do with diet, unless you counted
prison food. Before prison I had been confident
and successful. I had a family and a career. I had
friends. And after? Well, here I am standing
outside Camp Hill on the Isle of Wight getting
high on the smell of diesel and petrol fumes,
hesitant, with a prison pallor and a prison stoop. For forty-two months, one week and two days
I had dreamt of this moment. Now that it had
arrived I felt a flutter of panic that almost had
me scurrying back to the gates of Camp Hill
pleading to be allowed back in. Goodness knows
what lifers must feel!
?Hey, Alex! Over here.?
I pulled myself together and headed towards
the black Mercedes. Remember who you once
were I said to myself. But that Alex Albury had
vanished one September when, in the early hours
of the morning, the police had burst into my
home on the Hamble and had arrested me for
something I hadn't done.
I climbed into the waiting car and glanced at
my defence lawyer. Miles gave me a brief nod
before pulling out into the traffic. We didn?t
speak. As the prison receded my breathing
became easier. My pulse settled down and I felt
the tension drain from my body. As we climbed
Brading Down, the sparkling blue of the Solent
in the distance stole the breath from my body.
It was then that I knew no matter what the
cost I would find James Andover. I would ask
him why he had framed me. And then I would
destroy him as he had destroyed me.