Praise for the novels of Rick Mofina
âTaut pacing, rough action and jagged dialogue feed a relentless pace. The Panic Zone is written with sizzling intent.â
âHamilton Spectator on The Panic Zone
âThe Panic Zone is a headlong rush toward Armageddon. Its brisk pace and tight focus remind me of early Michael Crichton.â
âDean Koontz, New York Times bestselling author
âMofinaâs on top of his game, pulling together a wickedly complicated plot with great skill and assurance. Genuinely chilling.â
âRT Book Reviews on The Panic Zone
âVengeance Road is a thriller with no speed limit! Itâs a great read!â
âMichael Connelly, New York Times bestselling author
âA gripping no-holds-barred mysteryâ¦lightning pacedâ¦with enough twists to keep you turning pages well into the wee hours. Vengeance Road is masterful suspense.â
âAllison Brennan, New York Times bestselling author
â[A] well-crafted and timely thriller.â
âPublishers Weekly, starred review, on Six Seconds
âSix Seconds should be Rick Mofinaâs breakout thriller. It moves like a tornado.â
âJames Patterson, New York Times bestselling author
âSix Secondsâ¦grabs your gutâand your heartâin the opening scenes and never lets go.â
âJeffery Deaver, New York Times bestselling author
âA great thriller.â
âLee Child, New York Times bestselling author, on Six Seconds
âOne of the leading thriller writers of the day.â
âPenthouse magazine
âA lightning-paced thriller with lean, tense writing⦠Mofina really knows how to make the story fly.â
âTess Gerritsen, New York Times bestselling author, on A Perfect Grave
Phoenix, Arizona, Mesa Mirage
Cora Martin was propped against two pillows in her bed when she heard a faint noise and put her book down.
Was that Tilly?
Her daughter was asleep down the hall.
No, that sounded like it came from outside.
Cora listened for half a minute. Everything was quiet. She dismissed the noise as a bird or the Bannermansâ darned cat. The clock on Coraâs night table showed the time: 12:23 a.m. She returned to her book. After reading two pages she began drifting off when she heard another strange sound.
Like a soft murmur. This time it came from a far side of the house.
What the heck is that?
Cora got up to investigate, groaning. She had to go to work in a few hours. She needed to get some sleep.
Wearing only a cotton nightshirt, she padded down the hall to Tillyâs door. It was partially open, as usual. Her eleven-year-old daughter was asleep on her stomach. One foot had escaped from the sheets. Cora moved to her bedside, adjusted it then took in the room: Tillyâs stuffed toys, posters of Justin Bieber and Coraâs favoriteâthe drawing of two happy stick figures holding hands, titled Mommy & Me.
Cora smiled.
Soft light painted Tillyâs face. She was more than a beautiful child to Cora; she was her lifeline, her hope and her dream.
I love you more than youâll ever know, kiddo.
She stroked Tillyâs hair, then went to check the rest of the house. Cora had rented the small, ranch-style bungalow at an amazing rate from a widowed Realtor who didnât hide her maternal fondness for single working moms and their daughters.
Cora checked the front and back doors then the windows in each room. Nothing was amiss. She reconsidered what sheâd heard. It had kind of sounded like someone walking around the house.
She thought of calling the police but pushed it aside for now.
Should I go outside?
It would be better to check the alarm system. She went to the console on the wall to inspect the indicator lights. Cora wasnât afraid to check the yard. This was Mesa Mirage, almost hidden among the larger east valley suburbs of metropolitan Phoenix. Mesa Mirage was a tranquil community of retirement villages and golf courses. It didnât have its own police department, but it was served by the County Sheriffâs Office, supported by volunteer posses and was safe.
Almost crime-free.
Everything was in order, according to the light sequence of the alarm system. Good. Cora was thirsty. Sheâd get a drink in the kitchen then crawl back into bed and sleep.
Finishing her water at the sink, she touched her fingers to her lips. She had forged a good life here and she would do anything to protect Tilly.