A riveting suspense and cold-blooded conspiracy that strikes at our most precious bonds.
When Oklahoma City resident, Irene Turner learns the incomprehensible, that the stillborn baby she delivered 28-years earlier is alive, she takes the evidence to where her daughter now lives—Denver Colorado. Detective Nate Paxton can’t believe what Irene Turner shows him. Kinsey Masters, a world-class athlete, raised by a prominent Denver family, an unattainable woman he’s known and loved for years, was stolen at birth.
Irene Turner, Nate Paxton, and Kinsey Masters are united in a sordid conspiracy. But, it’s who the conspirators turn out to be that will leave the trio shaken and in disbelief. Irene’s foundation of trust will be ripped from its core, as kidnapping, murder, and a thirst for revenge lead her to learn she’s been betrayed.
Excerpt from Betrayed:
Lieutenant Montoya stood in the doorway.
He eased farther into the room. “My men tell me you’ve been through the ringer in the last ten hours. I’m sorry about your husband.”
“Thank you. But from our first meeting, I think you know there was no love lost between Stephen and me. We’d been living together yet separately for years.”
The lieutenant held papers and a small package in his hand.
“When was the last time you washed your hands?”
“The staff ordered me not to.” Irene shuddered. “Rather odd request in a hospital, don’t you think?”
His mouth curved upward. Not for the first time, she noticed his smile. Too bad he didn’t do it often. “This is a gunshot residue kit, Mrs. Turner. Sorry to delay your personal hygiene, but I asked that you not wash your hands until I had time to execute a warrant.”
She sucked in air.
“We’ve determined that the weapon used to kill Stephen Turner was a .38 projectile.”
Her heart commenced beating like a war drum. Damn this fight or flight response handed down from our ancestors. “I did not kill my husband.”
Lieutenant Montoya moved closer to the bed. “My detectives are inclined to believe you. Your department store receipts, that nasty blow to your head. The test I’d like to perform is one more test to prove your innocence. When was the last time you fired your .38?”
“Months,” Irene said. “The last time I fired it was at the club during target practice.” She swallowed and her throat felt like sandpaper. “I have asked for and been denied a phone. I’m ready to call a lawyer.”
“And that’s your prerogative. But first, you should know we’ve already tested your clothes. We found zero traces of gun powder. In my opinion, whoever’s doing this is an amateur.” He held up a box. “One more test should prove it.”
Her heartrate slightly decreased. “Is this where the bad cop pretends to be a good cop and takes the poor innocent suspect into his confidence?”
The lieutenant lifted a brow and gave her another one of those smiles. “Mind if I use your restroom, poor innocent suspect?”
Sucker. “Suit yourself.”
“I won’t be long. I’m just going to wash my hands.”
She scowled at him.
We all know Donnell as an Amazon Best Selling author, but let's dig into Donnell, the person, today!
Cyndi, thanks. Fire Away. I'll be happy to answer...I think.
DONNELL: It was a toss-up between an architect and a Carmelite nun.
DONNELL: Easy. Rumplestiltskin. I LOVED it and read it over and over again. Loved The Brothers Grimm.
DONNELL: Yep. Haven't a clue where he is but I remember my first kiss -- behind Skateland, our local skating rink in Farmington, New Mexico ;) You're not going to tell my mom, are you?
DONNELL: I'm the middle child. And I mean "sandwiched" middle kid. My brother is one year older than I am, my sister is one year younger than me. I'm glad I didn't know about the middle child stigma till later in life. I have a terrific family, and many of the friends I had as a child, I'm still friends with to this day. I was blessed to have a terrific childhood.
CYNTHIA: You just won ninety million dollars (after taxes.) Do you keep writing or retire?
DONNELL: After taxes, whoa, that's a haul. I keep writing. But how I set up my office in Hawaii, in Aspen, and I take my friends on all my extensive research trips.
DONNELL: A bookshelf crammed with what else? Books!
Thank you, Cyndi.
Readers, Cyndi gave me an idea. What was your favorite band growing up? Or if that doesn't do anything for you, what was YOUR favorite fairy tale?
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