Cassidy Christensen is running.
Running from the mercenaries who killed her parents.
Running from a scheming redhead intent on making her life miserable.
Running from painful memories that sabotage her dreams of happiness.
With two very tempting men competing for her attention, she hopes she'll finally have someone to run to, but can she trust either of them? When secrets from her past threaten her family, Cassidy decides to stop running and fight for her future.
Cassidy Christensen wants to run.
Captured by the traffickers who killed her mother, her only hope is Dr. Tattoo, a man she loves but nobody trusts. When she finally gets a chance to run, someone else she cares about is taken. Running might be her only chance at survival, but she won’t allow another family member to be killed in her place.
This must-read sequel to Dead Running will have you laughing, biting your nails, and hoping for more.
Cami Checketts is married and the proud mother of four future WWF champions. Sometimes between being a human horse, cleaning up magic potions, and reading Bernstein Bears, she gets the chance to write fiction.
Cami graduated from Utah State University with a degree in Exercise Science. Cami teaches strength training classes at her local rec and shares healthy living tips on her fitness blog: http://fitnessformom.blogspot.com.
Cami and her family live in the beautiful Cache Valley of Northern Utah. During the two months of the year it isn't snowing, she enjoys swimming, biking, running, and water-skiing.
Dying to Run – Excerpt
Jesse pushed me back down into the dirt. “Stay down,” he commanded, rising into a crouched position as several guards cautiously approached from the barns. They pointed machine guns at the burning remains of the house, confused, almost scared expressions on their faces, like they didn’t know what to do or who to shoot. I clenched my hands together, unable to catch a full breath. When they noticed us they’d have a perfect target.
Jesse slowly stood. What was he doing? I grabbed at his pant leg. He pulled away from me and shook his head, whispering, “Don’t move,” before striding several steps away from me and yelling at the guards in a terrifying voice, “Who did this?”
They all shrank from him, eyes falling to the ground. I couldn’t hear their groveling replies as Jesse strutted to them. He was hollering and gesturing wildly at the house. I had no idea what his game plan was until I saw the swarm of people who appeared behind the guards; women and children, a few men. All were dressed in tattered clothing not warm enough for October with eyes trained on the guards.
Jesse demanded something of one of the guards. The man obediently handed over his gun. Jesse pointed the dull metal barrel at the other two guards. The people were almost upon them, but the guards were completely focused on Jesse. One of the guards dropped his gun. The other lifted his chin obstinately and moved his finger to the trigger. Oh, no. He was going to shoot Jesse.
I jumped to my feet and screamed, “Hey!”
The guard spun my direction, depressing the trigger. I hit the ground as bullets whistled over my head and Jesse shouted, “Cassidy!” He slammed the gun into the guard’s head. The man went down. I covered my mouth with my hand, hardly stifling my own scream of terror.
A young boy, maybe eight or nine, broke free from the group of people. He sprinted for the guards, ramming into one of their backsides at full tilt. The guard swung around and started pummeling the young boy. Jesse smashed his gun into the man’s shoulders, and then lifted the boy to safety as the group of people swarmed like ants converging on a mound of sugar. The men had no chance, suffocated by the masses.
Jesse set the boy on the ground, affectionately ruffling his hair. A woman swept the child into her arms, kissing and scolding at the same time.
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