Sidney Sheldon’s Chasing Tomorrow

Sidney Sheldon’s Chasing Tomorrow
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New York Times Bestselling AuthorSidney Sheldon’s most popular and enduring heroine—Tracy Whitney of If Tomorrow Comes—returns in a sensational sequel full of passion, suspense, and breathtaking twists.Tracy Whitney never wanted to settle down. Responsible for some of the world’s most astounding heists with her brilliant, charming partner Jeff Stevens, she's enjoyed the danger and relished the intensity of life on the wild side. But she’s had enough of conning the rich and corrupt out of their ill-gotten fortunes. The one thing that would make her life complete now is marriage and a child with Jeff.But first, Tracy must finish one last job. An unexpected encounter with an old enemy triggers a series of disturbing events that Tracy never anticipated, raising terrifying ghosts she thought were dead and buried. Once again, this clever woman finds herself out on the edge, playing the odds in a desperate game of roulette.The stakes have always been high. But with her life and her future on the line, Tracy needs to dig deeper than she’s ever gone before, and find the strength and courage to trump her rivals, no matter what the cost.Tomorrow has come at last. But it isn’t the future Tracy bargained for . . .

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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2014

Copyright © Sheldon Family Limited Partnership, success or to the rights and interest of Sidney Sheldon 2014

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Source ISBN: 978-0-00-754198-0

Ebook Edition © October 2014 ISBN: 9780007542017

Version: 2016-10-31

For Katrina, with love.

RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL

HE TURNED AROUND AND LOOKED BACK down the empty church, a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

‘She’s not coming, is she? She’s changed her mind.’

‘Of course she’s coming, Jeff. Relax.’

Gunther Hartog looked at Jeff Stevens with genuine pity. How terrible it must be to be so in love.

Jeff Stevens was the second-most-talented con artist in the world. Sophisticated, urbane, rich and charming, Jeff was wildly attractive to the opposite sex. With his athletic build, thick dark hair and intensely masculine aura, Jeff Stevens could have had any woman he wanted. The problem was, he didn’t want any woman. He wanted Tracy Whitney. And with Tracy Whitney, one could never quite be sure…

Tracy Whitney was the most talented con artist in the world. It had taken Jeff Stevens a long time to realize that he couldn’t live without her. But he knew it now. The sinking feeling in his stomach got worse. Thank God there were no guests in the church. No one to witness his humiliation, apart from Gunther and the crotchety old priest, Father Alfonso.

Where is she?

‘She’s fifteen minutes late, Gunther.’

‘That’s a bride’s prerogative.’

‘No. It’s more than that. Something’s wrong.’

‘Nothing’s wrong.’

The old man smiled indulgently. He’d been honoured when Jeff asked him to be best man at his and Tracy’s wedding. In his late sixties, with no children of his own, Gunther Hartog loved Jeff Stevens and Tracy Whitney like family. Their union meant everything to him, particularly after the blow of their joint decision to go straight. A tragedy, in Gunther Hartog’s opinion. Like Beethoven retiring after his fourth symphony.

Still, it was wonderful being back in Brazil. The warm, wet air. The scent of bolinhos de bacalhau, the delicious codfish fritters cooked on every street corner. The riot of colour that existed everywhere, from the jungle flowers, to the women’s stunning dresses, to the frescoes and stained glass windows of the tiny, baroque Chapel of St Rita, where they now stood. All of it made Gunther Hartog feel young again. Young and alive.

‘What if Pierpont got wise?’ The worry lines deepened on Jeff Stevens’s face. ‘What if…?’

He stopped, midsentence. There, silhouetted in the church doorway, stood Tracy Whitney. The sunlight blazing behind her looked almost like a halo, as if Tracy were an angel sent from heaven. My angel. Jeff Stevens’s heart soared.

Tracy’s slender figure was shown off to perfection in a simple, cream silk dress, and her shining chestnut hair cascaded around her shoulders like poured molasses. Jeff Stevens had seen her in countless guises over the years – Tracy’s was a fluid, changeable beauty, which accounted for part of her success as a con artist – but he had never seen her look more lovely than she did today. Tracy’s mother used to tell her that she had ‘all the colours of the wind’ in her. Jeff Stevens understood exactly what Doris Whitney had meant. Today Tracy’s eyes, incredible eyes that could change from moss green to dark jade according to her mood, sparkled with happiness, and with something else besides. Triumph, perhaps? Or excitement? Jeff Stevens felt his heart rate quicken.



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