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− | [[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1979 Releases]] | + | [[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1979 Releases]][[Category:Romantic Suspense]][[Category:Mystique Books]] |
* '''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 | ||
+ | ==Book Description== | ||
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!" |
Latest revision as of 03:20, 18 May 2008
- Author: Caroline Gayet
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 30
- Year: 1979
Book Description
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!"