If you’ve already seen my ministry blog, you may also like my latest non-fiction book site that discusses hope. Thanks for visiting!The museum had the red carpet out. It flowed from the main doors right down to the sidewalk. Men in tuxedos with little ear pieces, just big enough to be noticed, welcomed honored guests [...]
By the time Christi got home she had remembered about the voice recorder. The microphone was hidden in a strap near the top of the bag. She often used it to record conversations and keep the interviewee at ease… especially if the interviewee didn’t know they were on the record. She automatically turned it on [...]
As Christi escorted Derek out the front door, her beeper rang. It was one of her best informants. She said good-bye to Derek and called Percy Monroe at the Kicking Horse – the watering hole for politicians and business shakers. “ A little early for serving isn’t it Perce?” “We serve breakfast, now wisenheimer. You’d [...]
Sleep was a good idea, but Christi had to wait until Derek arrived to find out who the mystery man was. She wanted to believe Stanley’s scenario, but until she could determine who Mr. X might be, she wasn’t ready to let the most natural understanding of the recording be put aside. A girl can’t [...]
Christi played the sound byte back again and again. With the little bit she had, she thought about every conceivable connotation. The more she listened to it, the more convinced she became that she was a threat about to be silenced. It’s a contract on my life! But it was all so unbelievable. She needed [...]
The silence was broken by the sound of leather-soled shoes coming nearer. With the steps came splashes from the residue of the freshly fallen rain. The steps came closer to her position and then walked steadily past towards the waiting car at the far end of the deserted quay. Christi Connelly held her breath as [...]
