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Die for Me Prologue CynthiaEden

Die for Me Prologue CynthiaEden

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Published by Cynthia Eden
This is the prologue for Cynthia Eden's upcoming sexy romantic suspense novel, DIE FOR ME.
This is the prologue for Cynthia Eden's upcoming sexy romantic suspense novel, DIE FOR ME.

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Published by: Cynthia Eden on Oct 31, 2012
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DIE FOR ME: A Novel of the Valentine Killer Author: Cynthia EdenPublisher: Amazon MontlakePublication date: 02/05/2013***PrologueDark red blotches of blood pooled on her kitchen floor.Katelynn Crenshaw dropped the bags she’d been holding as her gaze locked on that blood.The sexy lingerie she’d spent an hour picking out at the boutique slithered from the bag and edgedinto the congealing pool of blood on her marble tile.“M-Michael?” Her voice came out too low. She cleared her throat and tried again.
Her fiancé was the only other person with a key to her place, but his car hadn’t beenin the driveway out front. He wasn’t supposed to get home until after six. She knew because she’d planned their whole evening down to his exact arrival so she’d have plenty of time to light thecandles, get in her sexy outfit and— And there was blood on the floor.She spun around and realized that there were more splatters of blood near the basementdoor. Fear had her heart slamming into her chest.
 A burglar.
He could have broken inside and cut himself on smashed glass from a window.Oh, shit, but she should have listened to Michael and gotten an alarm installed. He’d told her itwasn’t safe to be without one these days. Too many desperate and crazy people were in the world.She yanked out her cell phone even as she began to back away from that basement door.Her fingers dialed quickly, and the rasp of her breathing seemed far too loud.“Nine-one-one. What is the nature of your emergency?”“I think…” Her voice was a whisper once more.
 Had the burglar heard her call out for  Michael?
“I think someone’s in my house. 315 Brentley Road.”A hum of silence, then… “Ma’am, are you
the house?”“Y-yes…”Katelynn pushed away from the kitchen counter and crept into the next room.“Get outside, ma’am. I have a patrol on the way. Go to a neighbor’s house to wait for—”There were roses on the dining room table. Red roses…as red as the blood. Michaelalways brought her roses. And today—Valentine’s Day—he wouldn’t forget the flowers.Roses were on the table, and blood was in the kitchen.“Ma’am? Are you outside, ma’am? I need you to—”Katelynn saw the keys then. Michael’s keys. They were right beside the roses.For an instant, she couldn’t breathe. Her chest hurt, and her throat seemed to close as shestruggled to suck in air.
 He’d parked his SUV in the back.
Michael did that sometimes. When he wanted to surpriseher, he would park behind her house so she wouldn’t see his car when she drove up.“I think—I think my fiancé’s hurt.” She had to force the words over the lump in her throat.Her fingers gripped the cell phone so hard her knuckles ached.

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