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.