FALSELY ACCUSED
Framed for helping her partner smuggle gunsâand then murdering himâCIA agent Liz Ramirez must find the evidence that will prove her innocence...before sheâs caught or killed. So when her squadâs leader attempts to bring her in for questioning, she knows her future depends on convincing Aaron Foster to go rogue and help her. On the run from the rest of her team and the gun dealers who are convinced she knows the location of their missing weapons, Liz risks losing the proof that would clear her name. But will eluding her pursuersâand trying not to fall for the handsome commanderâprove to be fatal?
âDrop the weapon, Liz.â
Aaronâs normally smooth-as-caramel Southern drawl held a steely edge Liz had never heard before. Heâd found her. Anticipated her next move.
He stepped closer, the look in his eyes matching his tone. Just for a second she lost what little bit of hope she still clung to. Did he think she was capable of killing her partner?
âAaron, you scared me.â Her voice shook slightly, her nerves wrecked.
âYou need to come with me, Liz,â he said quietly.
She swallowed back the betrayal she felt at those words. She wouldnât blame Aaron. He was just doing the job heâd been tasked to do.
âIâI canât do that. I didnât kill my partner, but someone wants you to think that I did.â
His face twisted with gut-wrenching pain. âI know you didnât kill him, but running makes you look guilty. I promise weâll figure it out together.â
Could she trust him? She was close enough to witness the battle raging in him as they faced each other in a silent standoff.
Dear Reader,
Where do you turn when your back is against the wall? When life is going our way, itâs an easy question to answer. But what if you were being blamed for something you didnât do? In times of crisis, thatâs when our faith is tested.
This is the story behind my latest Love Inspired Suspense. For Agent Liz Ramirez, her faith in God has always proved unshakable, even after the death of her husband. Yet her faith in man is challenged when Liz is blamed for her partnerâs death. Facing prison time, she turns to the one person who has never once let her down. Agent Aaron Foster.
Liz is forced to go against the principles sheâs believed in since joining the Scorpions to find the evidence her deceased partner left behind in a remote cabin in Alaska. Evidence that will hopefully clear her name.
When everything points to Lizâs guilt, Aaron willingly lays his life on the line to save hers.
And when everything is going against us, like it was for Liz, it would be so easy to give up. But it is in our darkest moments that Godâs light shines the brightest. And if we let Him, Heâll be there beside us, no matter what. Just like Aaron was for Liz.
All the best...
Mary Alford
MARY ALFORD was inspired to become a writer after reading romantic suspense greats Victoria Holt and Phyllis Whitney. Soon, creating characters and throwing them into dangerous situations that test their faith came naturally for Mary. In 2012 Mary entered the Speed Dating contest hosted by Love Inspired Suspense and later received âthe call.â Writing for Love Inspired Suspense has been a dream come true for Mary.
And there are also many other things which Jesus did, the which, if they should be written every one, I suppose that even the world itself could not contain the books that should be written. Amen.
âJohn 21:25
To my sweet angels, Ava, Kinze and Baylee.
I love you so much.
ONE
Youâre being set up... The moment Agent Liz Ramirez switched on the burner phone and read the text message, her stomach turned to ice.
The number attached had been blocked. The sender wanted to remain anonymous. That it had come through on her burner phone was disturbing enough. No one knew the number except...Michael.
Her fear for his well-being spiraled. It had been growing most of the day.
She thought about her partner, Michael Harrisâ earlier depression. When sheâd dropped him off at his home after heâd been released from the hospital, sheâd sensed something was bothering him even though he refused to talk about it.
Now, standing on his front porch, the same feeling of unease that had followed throughout the day resurfaced.
Liz rang the doorbell. âMichael, are you in there?â she called out when nothing stirred inside.
His car was in the drive. The house looked the same as when sheâd left Michael to get some rest, yet the hair standing at full attention on her arms warned her the feeling was neither a figment of her imagination nor a remnant of recent events creeping in.
With the Scorpion teamâs latest capture of their top terrorist threat known as the Fox, and the weapons heâd supposedly smuggled into the US still missing, the implication hinted at by his second-in-command still troubled Liz. Was someone else involved in the operation? Someone closer than any of them wanted to believe?