(The Second Series, Bk #2)
By Emily Reese
She thought her trials were over…
When she ended the Second Life of the serial killer turned vampire responsible for her own transformation, Claire assumed she’d be able to move on with her life. The “man” was a literal monster, and the world would be better off without him.
If only the rest of her world shared that opinion.
With the help of new allies Claire must race against the clock to prove her acts justifiable… or risk following her tormentor to the grave. And as for Mike, whose rescue was the catalyst for her current troubles, what kind of life will he awaken to? And will he ever forgive her for her actions that night?
In the thrilling sequel to Second Death, the story of Claire Wallace and Mike Monroe continues to unfold, immersing readers in the complex and often brutal world of the supernatural. A world that exists all around us.
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“Detective Martinez,” Mike said shaking the man’s hand carefully, fully aware too much pressure could crush it in an instant.
“Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Monroe.” The police officer eyed Mike’s heavy jacket and the vampire standing to his left.
“This is my cousin, Rob. Rob, this is the detective investigating what happened back at my place.”
“Thank you for making the trip, Detective.” The Louisiana accent Ben assumed was flawless; Mike’s eyes darted to him, just to make sure it was still the same guy. “Robert Archer.”
“I wasn’t aware Mr. Monroe had any remaining family.” Mike felt the suspicion begin to build in the detective’s mind, but Ben stuck to the story they’d concocted.
“Distant cousins. Michael found me while searching for a lead on Meghan. I asked him to stay with me, as his home is…” a crime scene, went without saying. As planned, Ben squeezed Mike’s shoulder in a show of support; thanks to the jacket, the tingles Mike felt we no worse than icy hot on a sore muscle.
“And you’re located at?” Martinez began making notes on a small pad, pausing for Ben’s response.
“Here. This is my hotel.”
“Nice.” Looking around the luxurious lobby, he nodded appreciatively and put his notes away. “I’ll be quick, Mr. Monroe. We were able to isolate a face in the footage from that night. All in all, it’s pretty decent given what we’re working with.” Removing his phone from a pocket, Detective Martinez pulled up a picture and turned the phone out to Mike. “Do you recognize this woman, son?”
And that’s when the bottom dropped out.
The hair was longer, and the blood covering her face highlighted the madness barely contained behind blue irises. And yet Mike could’ve picked her out of a crowd in a pitch black room.
Meghan is alive.
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About The Author
Emily Reese graduated from the University of North Texas with a degree in Communication Studies, which makes it a little easier to write dialog… when her characters are cooperating. She lives out in the middle of nowhere with her husband, their two daughters, two cats, and a Pug. She loves smushed faced animals, the creative power of Junior Mints, the glory of naps, baking, video games (especially BioWare,) and the sound of her girls giggling together. Her works include Second Death, Second Life, and Servant of the Three coming September 2016.
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