Excerpt of Deadly Secrets, Loving Lies by Cynthia Cooke

Kyle stared in disbelief at the odd, mushroom–shaped
structure rising up from the cracked, dry earth of the
Nevada desert.

"There she is," the voice of Johnny Garino, his crew chief
and closest friend, buzzed in his earpiece.

Genie stood on the roof of the strange house. Three black
SUVs were corralled on the ground far below her. She looked
incredible, breathtaking, silhouetted against the brilliant
blue sky. Kyle sucked in a breath as she clipped a cable to
her belt.

"She's getting ready to fly!" Johnny called out, his voice
rising in pitch.

"Hold on, baby. I'm almost there." Kyle pushed down on the
throttle urging the bird faster, even as he willed Genie to
turn and see him, to hold on until he could sweep her away
from the danger. And once he did, once he had her safe and
secure in his cockpit, then what?

Then he'd try not to kill her himself.