Identity Unknown
Experience the thrill of life on the edge and set your adrenalin pumping! These gripping stories see heroic characters fight for survival and find love in the face of danger.Can he help her find her past? Brooding Colby agent Patrick O’Brien knew only two things for sure: Sande Williams was a complete mystery and a woman in serious trouble. She’d woken up in a morgue, unaware of who she was or why she was there. One by one the people associated with her were turning up dead. Was she an unwilling participant in an identity fraud plot, or an accomplice?It was just the kind of case the Colby Agency took on – and she was just the kind of woman who could steal Patrick’s guarded heart.
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Heâd felt it. No doubt sheâd seenit. Need.
Pure. Primal. Standing right there at the bathroom door. The idea of her taking off her clothes and stepping into the shower had abruptly consumed him. The desire to climb into that shower with her had been fierce.
Not once in years had he felt the compulsion for sex. Nor had he been attracted to any woman with whom heâd worked or encountered outside work. Heâd assumed that component of his life was over. The part of his brain that reasoned using his formal training understood that it would take time for him to get over the tragic loss of his wife, physically and emotionally.
But his less rational side had opted not to allow that kind of pain again. The only way to avoid it was to avoid contact with another human on that level.
Heâd been completely successful until nowâ¦until Sande Williams.
CAST OF CHARACTERS
Patrick OâBrien â Heâs working his first field assignment, but he has trust issues that may get in the way.
Sande Williams â She has no idea who she is or where she came from. The only thing she knows for sure is that anyone who might be able to help her keeps ending up dead.
Windy Millwood â Former marine captain, Windy is one of the Colby Agencyâs best investigators.
Victoria Colby-Camp â The head of the Colby Agency.
Lucas Camp â A CIA legend and the man who owns Victoriaâs heart.
Nancy Childers â A former co-worker of Sandeâs. Or is she?
Alma Spears â She claims to know all about Sande.
Detective Lyons â The homicide detective following the bodies piling up in Sandeâs wake.
Detective Cates â Lyonsâs partner who has been left out of the loop.
Special Agent Wheeler â An enigma. Does he really exist or is he a part of Sandeâs make-believe world?
Special Agent-in-Charge Young â Head of Chicagoâs FBI field office.
Simon Ruhl and Ian Michaels â Victoriaâs secondin-command.
Angela Tapley â Is she really working with the FBI? Or is she also make-believe?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Debra Webb was born in Scottsboro, Alabama, to parents who taught her that anything is possible if you want it badly enough. She began writing at the age of nine. Eventually, she met and married the man of her dreams, and tried some other occupations, including selling vacuum cleaners, working in a factory, a daycare centre, a hospital and a department store. When her husband joined the military, they moved to Berlin, Germany, and Debra became a secretary in the commanding generalâs office. By 1985 they were back in the States, and finally moved to Tennessee, to a small town where everyone knows everyone else. With the support of her husband and two beautiful daughters, Debra took up writing again, looking to mystery and movies for inspiration. In 1998, her dream of writing came true. You can write to Debra with your comments at PO Box 64, Huntland, Tennessee 37345, USA or visit her website at http://www.debrawebb.com to find out exciting news about her next book.
Sometimes we search high and low and canât
seem to figure out who we are anymore or what we want. Whether itâs a new phase in our lives or just a rough patch, sometimes we question ourselves and our destiny. This book is dedicated to the two women who keep me grounded. They never lose faith in me and never let me forget who I am, what I want and where Iâm going in this life. To Donna Boyd and Vicki Hinze. I love you both. Life would be damned hard without you.
Chapter One
She shivered.
Goose bumps rushed over her flesh. God, she was so cold. She hugged the sheet more closely, then wrinkled her nose. Why was the sheet covering her face?
Her eyes opened.
The sheet was over her face!
She snatched it away. Gasped for air, as if the cotton were plastic, and had deprived her of much needed oxygenâ¦
Okay, she was okay.
A frown furrowed her forehead. Where was she?
A hall or corridor. Glaring fluorescent lights hummed overhead. A nasty smell lingered in the air. Something pungent and unfamiliar.
She sat up and blinked, looked around and blinked again. Dingy white wallsâ¦long corridor. A white sheet draped her nude body.
Where were her clothes?
She stared at her breastsâ¦at her flat belly.
What the�
A gurney. She was sitting on a gurney. Like in a hospital.
Had she been in an accident?
She looked at her arms and hands, touched her face, ran her fingers through her hair⦠She didnât feel different. She wasnât in pain. There were no lumps or bumps. No wet sticky spots.
Where the hell was she?
She looked around again. Then she saw the door directly across from where her gurney stood.
A plaque on the door marked it as⦠She squinted. It wasâ¦the morgue.
Her heart missed a beat.
The morgue?
She stared down at herself once more. No blood. No bruises.
She jerked free of the sheet, stumbled off the gurney and staggered as if she hadnât stood in a long time. Her legs felt weak and rubbery.
What was wrong with her?
Voices. Someone was coming.
She snatched the sheet from the gurney and wrapped it around her naked body. She had to hide.
