Book snippets; This one from Six Angels (Book 5 of the Series)

Something wasn’t right, Lizzy thought. Something was very, very wrong. The back door was open and Mike stood on the back porch, a phone to his ear. The girls were nowhere in sight. Mike was wearing a holster over his shoulder and it housed a very lethal looking gun. But it was the one-sided conversation she could hear that caused her heart to leap in terror.

‘The five blonde, blue-eyed babies? They’re paying five million per kid? I need to know the shipment date? I’ll be there?’ At first she couldn’t remember how to breathe. Now she gasped in a breath. Mike spun around to face her, tucking the phone back into his pocket.

“Elizabeth.”

She didn’t move. “Where are my children?” she asked.

He swallowed hard. “Elizabeth, I had to send them away.”

This couldn’t be happening. It just couldn’t be. Her eyes bore into his. “Where are they?” she screamed. She moved toward him, grabbed the front of his shirt. “Where are they?”

“Calm down, Elizabeth. They’re fine. I sent them with a friend. With John. Remember him?”
“Oh, my God, he’s in on this too? How could you? How could you?”

He had no idea what she was talking about. He had no time to find out. “Elizabeth, you have to come with me now.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you.”

He didn’t have time to argue or reason with her. “You have no choice.” He wrapped his steely fingers around her wrist. “Come on, now. We have to go. Listen to me, I’m an— ”

Sheer panic and terror gave her the strength to jerk away from him. “No! How could you do this? Please God, no,” she cried taking off at a run toward the girls rooms.

He chased her down and caught up to her in Heather’s room. She stood in the center of the room, her hands up to her cheeks, her eyes wide. “Elizabeth, we have to go. Now.”

He grabbed her arm and she hauled back and swung at him. He ducked. She scrambled away. He caught her in the hall and wrestled her down as she screamed and cried and bucked against him.

“How could you?” she screamed. Suddenly she stilled as she sobbed uncontrollably. Rolling over she looked up into his face. “Please, Mike. Please don’t hurt my babies. Please, don’t hurt them.”

“No one is going to hurt them,” he said, glancing up at the small window next to the front door. He’d thought he’d seen movement, but at a second glance there was nothing. Impatiently, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off the floor. “We have to get out of here now.”

She kicked. She bucked. She screamed obscenities. She grabbed onto anything she could as he tried to get her through the kitchen and out the back door. He tugged hard to get her to let go of the kitchen counter, then the refrigerator. “Goddamn it, Elizabeth, let go. I have to get you out of here.”

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Six Angels Book 5 of The Dandelions Series