Midnight Escape

Beachwalk Press, Inc.

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Word Count: 67,000
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On the run from the mob, Suzanne discovers that hunky Jax is just the man she needs.

Suzanne Pacheco is on the run from the mob after witnessing a murder and helping to put the killer in prison. Her trip across the country brings her to a small town in Alaska. But once again the mob's hitman has tracked her down. She's disheartened at the thought of leaving the town she's developed a real fondness for, but there's nothing else she can do. Until she finds help in the unlikeliest of places and embarks on an adventure like never before.

Commercial fisherman Jax Devereaux has his hands full fishing for crabs in the formidable Bering Sea, but when Suzanne needs his help, he adds yet another thing to his list of responsibilities. He takes her with him to the one place he thinks she might be safe—the middle of the sea. But there's danger everywhere. Can he keep Suzanne safe, and will he lose his heart in the process?

Content Warning: contains some sexual content

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Midnight Escape

Beachwalk Press, Inc.

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Word Count: 67,000
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Jax and Suzanne ran across the parking lot to his truck and got in.

Gunfire erupted. Jax glanced at his rearview mirror. The gunmen were running toward them, firing. "Duck down!"

Suzanne ducked down to the floor, and Jax floored the gas pedal amidst the hail of bullets. The rear window of his cab shattered into millions of pieces as the bullets sprayed his truck.

Jax went down the bumpy driveway. He finally got to the main street, weaving in and out of traffic, and ran a couple of red lights to keep ahead of them. When he thought he'd lost them, he drove from King Harbor to Clevon Harbor where the Sara Ann had pulled in to off-load.

"You're my girlfriend, and I'm hiring you as my housekeeper and cook."

"What?" Suzanne asked as she came back up and sat in the seat.

"You have no place to go right now since they know where I live. So I'm taking you to my boat. We'll be heading back out tonight, and I think getting you on that boat and taking you out to sea will keep them away from you."

"I…I don't know if I'm comfortable with that. I've never been out to sea before."

Jax heard the fear in her voice. "Do you have a better solution?"

Suzanne hesitated. "Go back on the run."

"Thought you didn't want to run anymore."

"I don't. But I'm running out of options."

"Things look bleak now, but let's give the police a chance to work this. We'll discuss the job details after we get you settled on the boat."

"No. Look, Jax, you should just drop me off at the homeless shelter, and I'll go from there."

"You think he won't find you there? I can almost guarantee you he's out looking for you right now and the homeless shelter is first on his list."

"Jax, I have a fear of water," Suzanne said, and he heard her voice waiver.

"You'll be fine. You'll be on the inside of the boat, not on the deck." He didn't want to brush her fears aside, but the boat was the only safe place he could think of.

"It's not that simple. I have a real fear of water. I never got in the pool my parents had installed at our house. I get claustrophobic when I think of water above my knees. I don't even sit in a bathtub with water in it. It brings on panic attacks."

"We'll deal with the panic attacks. Let's handle one thing at a time. Right now, I need to get you to safety." As Jax pulled up in front of the Sara Ann, which was docked at the pier that stretched a quarter of a mile along the Pacific Ocean side, a large net of crabs was being lifted off the boat to the crab processing plant on the dock. "Let's go."

They exited the truck, and Jax looked back toward the road he came from. He cupped Suzanne's elbow in his hand and led her to his boat.

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