Big Time Publishing Newspaper

 

Introduction

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ove’s journey is sometimes traveled with baggage. Is devotion enough to carry the load when it gets heavy or even deadly? 

 

Tracy is an entrepreneur in the computer industry who didn’t know her new love interest had a deceptive past which would force her to answer that question. When Edmund, a charismatic and prominent attorney swept her off her feet, Tracy was ecstatic about the relationship and a chance to ride love’s train, but she didn’t realize that sometimes, all that glitters is not gold.  Soon scandal and skeletons come creeping out of Edmund’s closet. As he frantically tries to stay one step ahead of the dirty little secrets that haunt his past, Tracey finds herself pondering the reality of whether she really knows the man she loves.  She is forced to decide whether Edmund’s past will tear them apart or bring them closer together.  As the relationship struggles to blossom against the odds, Tracy prays that love will be enough to conquer all, including what’s Hiding in the Shadows.

 

In a tantalizing and perplexing mystery, Claudia Brown Mosley lures readers along a path of unraveling the enigma of truth. Hiding in the Shadows is an intriguing and thrilling suspense of obsessive pursuit, destructive lies and the reality that’s buried in between. 

 

 

Excerpt…

 

Hiding in the Shadows

 

 

“Where the hell are you Edmund?” She mouthed the words as she paced back and forth staring angrily at the phone. It had been three hours since she left a message with his secretary for him to call her.

“I hope that useless, sorry excuse for an assistant got my number right.” She held the scissors tightly in her hands to the point that the skin on her knuckles turned whitish in color where they griped the handle.  She raised both her hands above her head before bringing them down hard and stabbing the magazine on the wooden table in front of her.  Frantically, she ripped the publication to shreds.  She continued slashing and ripping and slashing and ripping until her anger-induced frenzy was interrupted by the ring of the phone.

Gently placing the scissors on the table besides the destruction she had just created, she ran her fingers through her hair and stood up straight trying to make herself more presentable for the call. As she picked up the phone, she lowered the tone of her voice in an effort to camouflage her current psychopathic state.

“Hello.” She managed to pull her emotions together long enough to sound normal.

“Did someone from this number call my office about a case?”  Edmund seemed irritated by the anonymous nature of the message left for him.

“Yes, Mr. Fox, I called.  I need some legal advice and a friend of mine highly recommended you.”  She was excited about hearing his voice and curled her fingers around the phone cord while talking to him.

“What kind of legal advice do you need?” His voice was still ringing with irritation, but that did not matter to her, it turned her on none-the-less.

“It’s an extremely sensitive matter that I don’t want to discuss on the phone.  I need the best lawyer in town, and I was told you’re the best.”  She knew that catering to his ego would soften his mood.

“I think I have a few openings tomorrow.  Call my secretary in the morning to set up an appointment, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow….Ms…?

“Jones.  My last name is Jones, and I’ll see you tomorrow.” She hung up thinking how generic the fake name sounded, but it was the best she could think of on the spur of the moment, and at least it got her an appointment to see him.

As the line went dead she thought to herself, “You will get yours Edmund! When it’s all over you will wish you were never born!”

She picked the scissors up and stabbed them into the table once again.  On the other end of the table were several more magazines, she had been collecting them for the project at hand.  She grabbed another one and began flipping through the articles for the words she needed.  Cutting them precisely from an array of different shapes, sizes and colors; she finally had enough clippings to construct the message she wanted to send.

“You’ve messed with the wrong woman Edmund.  I was “One Too Many for you.”

           

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Coming February 2009!