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Albert Camus

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Enemies become allies, and friends become enemies -Macyn’s Awakening (Macyn McIntyre # 2) by S.L. Stacker



Macyn McIntyre’s search for Richard Jacobs and those involved in her abduction reveals much of her adult life isn’t as she was led to believe. With help from her past and present, she uncovers secrets about those close to her—secrets that may result in certain death for those involved.


Description:

Macyn McIntyre’s search for Richard Jacobs and those involved in her abduction reveals much of her adult life isn’t as she was led to believe. With help from her past and present, she uncovers secrets about those close to her—secrets that may result in certain death for those involved.

New partnerships are forged as others end. Enemies become allies, and friends become enemies. The web of lies carefully constructed by others begins to unravel, allowing Macyn to close in on Jacobs.

The deeper she dives into the past, the more she finds herself questioning her actions. Is she doing the right thing? Should she forget about this crazed man and concentrate on her new life with Devon? Death, a marriage proposal, and a phone call will make the decision for her.

Macyn’s Awakening proves life, happiness, and love are worth fighting for.

EXCERPT




“My driver tells me you enjoyed a glass of champagne during your ride. I do hope it was satisfying,” Frederick said, glancing at the driver and signaling his dismissal. “Would you care for another glass?” Frederick filled two glasses and handed one to Paul.

“Thank you. I must admit this is wonderful.”

“It should be. It cost me five-hundred for the bottle.” Frederick downed his glass in one swallow.

“Thank you for your generosity.” Paul sipped his drink.

“I’m not quite sure you’ll be thanking me for my generosity by the time we’re finished.” Frederick refilled his glass and turned to look at Paul. “You see, Paul, I have a problem, and I could use your input. I was informed today one of my invoices has been circulating and is being shown to people. That information does not make me happy, as you can imagine. My livelihood has now been jeopardized, and when that happens, I am forced to take action. I’d like your opinion on the matter. What would you do if someone jeopardized your money?” Frederick asked, taking a seat at his desk, watching Paul fidget.

“Sir, I wouldn’t like it. I suppose I would confront the person.”

Frederick nodded and rubbed his chin. “Would you do anything else?”

“Well, sir, I suppose it depends on the situation. If it wasn’t a lot of money, I’d walk away, but if it meant I couldn’t survive, I’d take care of things.”

“I see. Do you have any idea how one of my invoices reached the hands of people who shouldn’t have it?” Frederick asked, cutting to the chase. “I have two people who work on them, and I know my other employee had nothing to do with it, so, that leaves you. Can you tell me how my fucking invoice found its way into the wrong hands?”

“Sir, I kept all my invoices on my work computer. They were all password-protected. There is no way they could have accessed them,” Paul explained.

“You have my invoices on your work computer? Aren’t you employed at that little company named Elite?”

“Sort of…well…I mean…I was, but I was fired about a week ago. They didn’t give me time to gather anything. I was escorted out of the building before I could clear my hard drive. They must have found them.”

“Of course they fucking found them.”

“Sir, there is no way they could decipher any of the information. They were all written in street code.”

“At least two of their employees are familiar with those invoices. They used to work for my son’s company who uses the same invoice and code.”

“But they won’t know what these were for.”

“It’s too fucking late. If they don’t know what they’re for, they’ll find out soon enough. It won’t be long before they figure this out, and what do we do then?”

“Sir, I am sorry. If I can get back in there, I’ll wipe the hard drive.” Paul’ voice was desperate.

“It’s much too late for apologies and clean up. Do you realize the seriousness of the situation you have placed me in?”

“I do, sir, and I am sorry. What can I do to make this right?”

“Don’t worry about it. I wanted you to see the seriousness of the situation. I hope you can see that.” Frederick took a manila envelope out of a drawer and placed it on his desk.

“Thank you very much, sir. I understand the seriousness, and it won’t happen again,” Paul said, taking another calming sip of his champagne.

Frederick walked away from the desk and toward Paul. When he was close enough, Frederick patted Paul’s shoulder and said, “You’re right. It won’t happen again.”

About the author:
S.L. Stacker is a romantic suspense author and novelist with Booktrope publishing. She has written and published three books in the Macyn McIntyre series. Her current projects include several fiction novels, but her focus is the Sisters of Summit Bay series—to be published in 2015/2016. When she isn’t throwing her readers for a loop and leaving them wanting more, she can be found relaxing and hanging with her husband, children, and dog. 

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