Praise for the novels of Rick Mofina
âThe Panic Zone is a headlong rush toward Armageddon. Its brisk pace and tight focus remind me of early Michael Crichton.â
âNew York Times bestselling author Dean Koontz
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
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 writingâ¦Mofina really knows how to make the story fly.â
âTess Gerritsen, New York Times bestselling author, on A Perfect Grave
âNo Way Back is my kind of novelâa tough, taut thriller.â
âMichael Connelly, New York Times bestselling author
âThe Dying Hour starts scary and ends scary. Youâll be craving Mofinaâs next novel.â
âSandra Brown, New York Times bestselling author
Big Cloud, Wyoming
Emma Lane whispered a prayer for her baby son, Tyler, cooing in his car seat behind her.
Her miracle.
Over the past few days, heâd been pale and had run a fever.
âJust a little cold. Give it another twenty-four hours,â the doctor had told Emma, who had succumbed to the anxieties of being a new mother until Tylerâs illness had passed.
Now, with her worries eased, Emma smiled and reached back to adjust her sonâs straps as their SUV cut across Wyomingâs rolling plains.
âEverything good?â her husband, Joe, asked as he drove.
âEverythingâs good.â Emma caressed Joeâs firm shoulder, then kissed his cheek.
âWhatâs that for?â
âFor putting up with me.â
âDo I have a choice?â He chuckled.
They gazed at the Rockies before them, a majestic reminder that some things stood forever, while others lasted no longer than a shooting star. And after what they had gone through to have Tyler, Emma took nothing for granted. Life did not come with guarantees. It was as indifferent to you as those mountains out there.
Emma thought it was funny how the things sheâd dreamed of had come to her in ways she never expected. She was thankful for the blessings she could touch, hold and love forever: her son and her husband.
Today, they were headed to a pretty spot north of town, for a picnic beside the Grizzly Tooth River. This would be a break for Joe, who had been putting in twelve-hour days for the past three weeks straight, building houses in Big Cloudâs new subdivision.
Lord knows they needed the overtime cash, but fretting over Joeâs long hours and Tyler had kept Emma on edge lately.
On Monday, her two-week break ended and she would return to Rocky Ridge Elementary School where she taught children in the first and second grades. They were little sweethearts and Emma loved teaching, but she hated being apart from Tyler.
Joe guided the SUV along the empty highway, a meandering back route few people took. With the exception of a couple of cars that had passed them earlier, the road belonged to them. It was soothing. As the wheels hummed, Emma thought of other matters, like the spate of wrong number calls to their house over the past month. They had come at all hoursâin the afternoon, when Emma was home alone with Tyler, and in the middle of the night. The callers never said anything. They were quick hang-ups and the number was always blocked.
Like someone was checking in on them, she thought.
But Joe shrugged it off. âJust people who canât dial,â he assured her.
Eventually, Emma stopped worrying about it, too. Until the episode with the mystery car.