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Monday, July 8, 2013

DAY/BOOK 8: LEGACY OF TRUTH

ALL NINE BOOKS OF THE HALO LEGACY SERIES
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Day 8 and still celebrating the release of LEGACY REBORN with a recap of the previous books of the Halo Legacy Series books. Today features book #8, LEGACY OF TRUTH, Thomas and Jenny's story. Thomas is the bad boy in a family of overachievers and holds the key to why his adoptive dad was killed. But unlocking the LEGACY OF TRUTH in his childhood memories opens the door to destroying his entire family.

***Excerpt from LEGACY OF TRUTH***


The Wizard's fingers flew over the keyboard. She was closing in on the biological mother of her latest client. The twenty-two-year-old woman needed a kidney transplant, but the courts were slow to open her adoption records. Each day that slipped away literally ticked off the seconds of her life. 

Without a transplant, she would die. If her birth mother was found, she had a chance. 

The Wizard was determined to give her that chance. 

One more search. One more lead to track down. 

She hit the send button on the e-mail and closed her eyes in silent supplication. If this lead didn't pay off, she would turn to her underground connections. 

Whatever it took. The Wizard earned her reputation for leaving no Web link unturned when looking for biological family members of clients who had been adopted as children. Her success rate attested to that fact. 

However, being so emotionally connected to the success of her client's searches also took their toll on Jenny, mentally and physically. On this sunny April morning, she needed the fresh air of the park. Her computer had been claiming too much of her time lately, and she ached with the confinement. 

She pushed her wheelchair along the curving cement sidewalk under a canopy of trees to a place where she could look out over the water. 

The hurried sound of approaching footsteps warned Jenny she wasn't alone. She turned her head and saw two men approaching. The one in the lead wore a red jogging suit. A man in black leather strode a short distance behind. 
Her heart rate accelerated. Silly, of course, since a taser was strapped to her armrest and the extended foot rests on her wheelchair made a fine battering ram. 

Besides, they might just be out for exercise. At least one of them. 

Mr. I-look-good-in-leather seemed to be looking for something or someone. And it probably involved trouble. 

With her gaze focused on the broad shoulders and slim hips of Mr. Leather, she didn't notice the jogger was within arm's reach of her until he grabbed at the pack on the back of her chair. 

"Hey, let go of that!" Jenny spun her chair around sharply, catching the guy right above the ankles with the footrest. 

He yelped and stumbled, allowing Mr. Leather time to close the distance between them and knock the jogger to the ground with a shoulder to his midsection. 

The guy landed with an "oomph!" and rolled down the grassy slope. Several yards away, he scrambled to his feet and ran off. 

"Are you alright?" Mr. Leather asked. 

"He got away." Jenny frowned. 

Up close, the man seemed almost beautiful. Tousled dark hair, a full lower lip framed by a squared jaw, ice blue eyes, and a scowl that drew his dark brows close together as he resettled her pack back on her chair. 

She felt totally comfortable with the man, which irritated her even more. As if by his one chivalrous act, she could trust him with the keys to her kingdom's jewels--or at least a backpack filled with rocks she used to fool potential thieves. 

He looked at her as if expecting thanks for his actions. 

However, Jenny merely grumbled under her breath, spun her chair toward the office building and zoomed away from the most irritatingly attractive man she had ever run into. 

"You're welcome." Thomas muttered to himself...

(Copyright by Genene Valleau, writing as Genie Gabriel.)

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