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(New page: * '''Author''': Caroline Gayet * '''Publisher''': Harlequin Mystique # 30 * '''Year''': 1979 Echoing footsteps threatened behind her. Julie f...) |
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* '''Author''': [[Caroline Gayet ]] | * '''Author''': [[Caroline Gayet ]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 30]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 30]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1979 | * '''Year''': 1979 | ||
Echoing footsteps threatened behind her. Julie froze. The underground garage was as silent as a tomb -- silent except for the frightening sound of her blood pounding through her veins. Suddenly a man leapt from the shadows. A gun was pointed at her breast. A hand reached out to tear the briefcase from her grasp. Terror seared through Julie. She turned and ran blindly into the shadows as a shot exploded to shatter the ominous quiet. Then, suddenly, she was grabbed, pushed behind a pillar and held close to a strong, muscled chest. "Don't make a sound," she was warned, "or we're both dead!" | Echoing footsteps threatened behind her. Julie froze. The underground garage was as silent as a tomb -- silent except for the frightening sound of her blood pounding through her veins. Suddenly a man leapt from the shadows. A gun was pointed at her breast. A hand reached out to tear the briefcase from her grasp. Terror seared through Julie. She turned and ran blindly into the shadows as a shot exploded to shatter the ominous quiet. Then, suddenly, she was grabbed, pushed behind a pillar and held close to a strong, muscled chest. "Don't make a sound," she was warned, "or we're both dead!" |
Revision as of 03:46, 13 August 2007
- Author: Caroline Gayet
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 30
- Year: 1979
Echoing footsteps threatened behind her. Julie froze. The underground garage was as silent as a tomb -- silent except for the frightening sound of her blood pounding through her veins. Suddenly a man leapt from the shadows. A gun was pointed at her breast. A hand reached out to tear the briefcase from her grasp. Terror seared through Julie. She turned and ran blindly into the shadows as a shot exploded to shatter the ominous quiet. Then, suddenly, she was grabbed, pushed behind a pillar and held close to a strong, muscled chest. "Don't make a sound," she was warned, "or we're both dead!"