Today we have a sneak peek from the romantic suspense novel by author Michelle Grey: Dangerous Ally.
Lacey Jordan is in a life or death race to save her kidnapped father, but she’s on the outside looking in on an industry where everyone knows everyone and someone’s discovered her father’s secret. To have a shot at getting her father back she needs an ally, and her best option is the one person she’d hoped to never see again. Caleb Mansfield, her father’s former protégé and her former lover, broke her trust and her heart years before. Can she trust him now? And with Caleb back in her life, can she trust herself?
Here is an excerpt from Dangerous Ally…
He found the old diner with no trouble. Just like it had in college, the place still felt like he was stepping into an episode of Happy Days. Caleb found a table to the right of the door and was waiting there when Lacey walked in.
She removed her sunglasses when she saw him, her eyes shadowed above the dark smudges that told him she hadn’t slept much better than he had. Caleb stood, pulling out her chair.
Frowning, she hung her bag over the chair and sat. “I don’t have much time. I’m –,”
A waitress appeared at the table with small glasses of water. “Coffee?” she asked as she placed cups down in front of them.
The woman poured then laid two menus on the table. “Let me know when you’re ready to order.”
As she ambled away, Caleb looked at Lacey. “I know you’re in a hurry. I take it you haven’t heard anything?”
She looked like she wanted to get up and leave but she took a deep breath instead. She placed her hands on the table, palms down, and leaned forward, her eyes flashing fire. “Why are you here?”
Caleb stared at her for a second. He’d been waiting for the salvo since she walked in. Calmly, he answered. “You know why I’m here. I want to help find your dad.”
Her hands shook as they tightened into fists. “Really?” she spat. “You expect me to believe that you just happened to call my dad for the first time in months the day after he goes missing? That’s an awfully big coincidence. Call me crazy, but I’m not a big fan of coincidence. And you’re sniffing around his work like a freaking bloodhound. It’s not adding up, Caleb, at least not in your favor.”
Caleb’s eyes bored into Lacey’s. “You need to trust me. I’m here for the right reasons.”
Lacey snorted. “Trust you? You’re kidding, right? I trusted you when I knew you and that was a huge mistake. I don’t even know you now. Why the hell would I trust you?”
Caleb ignored the barb. He had a ridiculous urge to come around the table and yank her into his arms. The pain and fear radiating from her were living breathing things. She needed an ally. She needed him. She just didn’t know it yet.
By the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she challenged him, he figured she was seconds away from walking out the door. He only had one weapon in his arsenal. He hoped it was enough.
He captured her cold hands is his warm ones. “You need to trust me because your dad did,” he said quietly.
Lacey jerked her hands away. “What are you talking about?”
Caleb leaned into the table, hoping she could sense his sincerity. “A couple of days ago, your dad sent a package to me.”