Welcome to the garden everyone. This week we’re taking refuge in the Rose House, it’s warm and we can watch the snow fall and not freeze. As always, we have plenty of refreshments, fill your plates and settle in. Today we have a reporter who is covering a story of a victim who lost her memory during a category 5 hurricane near Panama City, Florida. The storm is over, but the clean-up is just beginning.
The reporter pulled her hood closer around her face, looked around at the carnage, and then back to the frightened young women. She signaled to her cameraman.
“I’m sorry I know you’re scared, but I’d like to ask you a few questions about what happened during the storm and then we’ll all find some shelter.“
The young woman shrugged and glanced around. “I guess that would be okay…I’m not sure if I can really help you, though.”
Reporter: What were you doing when the storm hit? Do you live here?
The young woman inhaled and then shrugged. “ I don’t know where I live or what I was doing when the storm hit. What city is this?”
Reporter: What? What do you mean you don’t remember? You’re near Panama City, Florida. Are you hurt?
The girl nervously glanced around, as if she expected to see someone. “My head is tender when I touch it near my temple. To your other question, I don’t remember anything, not what I’m doing in Florida or why I’m dressed in only my shorts and shirt. I don’t even know why I’m wearing this ugly bird pendant.”
Reporter: You don’t remember if you live here, or your name?
The reporter looked to her cameraman, who shrugged at her. She looked around and seemed to spot someone.
“Let me call a police officer over to help you.”
Jane Doe turned around in alarm, when she spotted the officer the reporter had been about to wave to, she said, “No. I have this awful feeling someone is trying to hurt me. I don’t know why, but I just want to stay away from everyone. I’ll find my own way to safety.”
Reporter: Miss, you need help. Honest, I do not see anyone lurking around paying any attention to you. Everyone is trying to get out of what remains of the storm.
Jane Doe swallowed and shook her head. “ No. Thank you for trying to help, but I need to keep moving.” Then the girl hurried off in the direction opposite from the Police temporary base.
Reporter: Wait, Miss. Don’t leave….
Thank you for joining us, I know that we’re all concerned about the safety of all the people displaced in the storm. We’ll be watching the news reports to see what happens to Kellee.
If you’d like to find out what happens, pick up a copy of Dead Reckoning by Stanalei Fletcher.
Egan Maddox isn’t sure he’s the right man for the job when Northstar director, Byron O’Neal, asks him to find his missing daughter and protect her from an unknown danger. Egan’s never shaken off his attraction to Kellee O’Neal and hiding away with her, could be more than trouble than this former Navy
SEAL can handle.
Kellee is lost, with no memory, and believes someone wants to hurt her. When Egan appears and seems to know her, he convinces her she’ll be safe with him. As her memories resurface, she turns to Egan for comfort, and her youthful crush transforms into a womanly passion she can’t deny.
With the Russian Mafia closing in, Kellee learns her entire life has been a lie. How can her love for Egan be enough to help her navigate the murky waters of her past and prove that her heritage doesn’t matter as much as the woman she’s become?
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