American pilot Steve McKenna is murdered, he takes with him secrets
about an international crime ring. Secrets that he only reveals to his
friend Cullen Danes, an investigator for the British Aviation Ministry.
Cullen is determined to find his friend's killer, but his life is put in
danger when the crime ring's operatives learn he knows secrets that can
expose them. When Cullen meets Nina Holt, a hostess at the
International Aviation Convention, he finds he must depend on her to
save his life in more ways than one.
they uncover a labyrinth of illicit activities that involves government
officials, financial institutions and global industrialists. The
dangerous circumstances test Cullen’s and Nina's mettle, but the true
test comes when they to take a giant leap of faith. Torn between jumping
into the unknown and remaining in a static position, Nina has to decide
whether to take the biggest risk of her life or let this once in a
lifetime chance go by, that is if the King Maker does not have them
spun around when he heard a single gunshot echo through the woods. He
turned towards the direction of the blast, a nearby thicket of trees. He
ducked behind the passenger side of the car. Nina opened her door and
slouched down beside him.
“What the hell was that?” She sputtered.
don’t know. It sounded like gun shot.” He glanced around the rear of
the car and saw the shaft of an arrow sticking out of the left rear
tire. He moved back towards Nina and slowly opened the passenger side
door reaching into the back seat. He shuffled around searching for the
flashlight that he had purchased earlier.
“Stay here,” he demanded.
“No way,” she protested. “If you think I’m going to let you go out there with only a flashlight for a weapon, you’re insane.”
that moment something came over him. His right hand cupped the back of
her head and he pressed her face up towards his. They were so close he
could feel her breath brush across his cheeks. His mouth slanted over
hers with the impact of a rushing tide. She closed her eyes as he kissed
her, seething with the passion of a man who is about to meet his maker,
desiring one last taste of carnal delight. His tongue fondled her lips
with an eagerness he refused to contain. Her mouth opened giving him
license to slip inside her warm cove, licking the walls of her mouth.
Her scent filled his nostrils as he basked in her softness.
“That was more than a sample of what I imagine doing to you,” he confided. “Now, stay here until I return.”
“But…”, her argument was cut off by Cullen gently pressing his index finger to her lips to keep her silent.
“I promise I will be careful,” he vowed. “Besides, I have a damn good reason to return.”
winked at her before slinking away. He ran across the road heading for
the brush of trees where the sound of gunfire projected, using his
flashlight to make a path of flickers to illuminate his way. He had to
force himself not to look back at Nina. Her worried look would’ve
persuaded him to stay by her side. What was he doing out here anyway?
Was he making the right decision leaving Nina all alone on the side of