Detective Zac Herrera has three people missing. They don't
have anything in common but his gut tells him that they
are
connected. He turns to someone from his past Mallory Woods
to help prove it. He has strong feeling for Mallory and
it's not just her psychic ability that has him TOUCHING
THE
PAST.
Mallory Woods isn't your ordinary accountant. This lovely
Amerasian woman has a secret ... she is able to see the
past
when she touches an object or person. After a traumatic
event in her youth she resists using that gift ... until
Zac
comes back into her life. Years ago she tutored him,
helping him break out of the poverty of his childhood
because she and her father believed in him. How can she
turn her back on him or the missing people? And will she
help him only to have him walk away or will this time
allow
their feelings for each other lead them to a future
together?
TOUCHING THE PAST will have you glued to the pages and
wishing there were more of them. This short story by Ilene
Kaye is in my opinion too condensed but the development of
the characters is good, with good hits of sexual tension.
The past of both Mallory and Zac and their time together,
is touched on decently, without going crazy on details. I
believe with what is given they will come to life very
well. The mystery part of the story felt a little rushed.
I
would have liked a little more build up and maybe a bit
more drama especially when it came to taking down the bad
guy. Ms. Kaye has given us a well written story with good
characters but I guess what I am saying is one hundred
pages
aren't enough ... I wanted more.
Three people are missing. Detective Zac Herrera knows
their
disappearances are connected. He needs psychic Mallory
Woods
to prove it and he's hoping their past connection will
convince her to help him.
Mallory Woods isn't an ordinary accountant. The
attractive
Amerasian has a secret—the ability to see the past when
she
touches an object or a person—though she has resisted
using
her gift since a traumatic event in high school. Except
she
can't turn her back on the missing victims, or Zac, the
man
she once cared about. But can he protect her from the
evil
reaching out for her?
As Zac and Mallory work together, their attraction
blossoms.
With a madman on the loose, will they survive to find out
if
they have a future?
Excerpt
Zac was watching her. Mallory shook her head. “I’m sorry.
There’s noth—”
She broke off, cocking her head.
There was something. Almost like a slight echo.
Someone had called to Kim. Someone she knew and connected
with good things, though Mallory didn’t get the feeling
it was a relative or friend.
She tried to focus in. Catch a glimpse. Closing her eyes,
she swiveled her head in different directions.
It was gone. She’d lost it.
“What is it? What did you see?”
Zac’s voice, rough with impatience and something Mallory
couldn’t identify, came from nearer than she’d expected.
She opened her eyes. Zac’s face was next to hers.
Startled, she stepped back.
A horn blared.
Mallory only had time to see the car bearing down on her
before Zac pulled her out of the street and into his
arms. He turned, putting himself between her and the car,
but she still felt the breeze it kicked up as it passed.
“Idiot,” Zac muttered under his breath, along with a
string of less complimentary terms in Spanish. The arms
holding her were shaking even as they tightly held her.
She lifted her head. “Me or the driver?” Her voice
trembled when she wanted to keep it light. Between the
psychic echo and the near-miss, her knees were shaking
beneath her.
“Both of you. Don’t you know better than to step into the
street without looking? If he’d—” Zac cut himself off and
took a deep breath. Releasing Mallory, he stepped back
without looking at her. “A kid. He was texting and
driving. Not watching what he was doing. He was going too
fast. I got his plate. That will give us his address.
I’ll call it in.”
Missing his support and the warmth of his body, Mallory
hugged herself as Zac stepped to the car. Why wouldn’t he
look at her? What was wrong?
When he pulled her into his arms, she felt… Safe.
Protected. Cared about.
Mallory shook her head. What was wrong with her? Zac had
done what anyone would have done in the same
circumstances. Just because he’d held her. Cradled her.
She—
She was acting like a fool.
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