Trust No One (Vista Security)

| December 26, 2013


Trust No One (Vista Security)

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Trust No One:
A 2013 Mystery/Thriller Semi-Finalist The Kindle Book Review Book Awards!

Nominated for the RWA® Golden Heart® Award

“Layne has star power in spades.” ~Diane Morasco RT Book Reviews for The Good Daughter

When reality is a web of lies and the truth endangers all you hold dear . . .Trust No One.

Drafted into the nebulous underworld of a secret agent right out of college, MJ Thornberg survived betrayal and attempted murder at the hands of her trusted partner.  Instead of returning to the deadly realm of espionage, she chose to retire to a small Texas town and work as a mechanic while raising her soon-to-be-adopted baby daughter.

Ben Walker is a man with his own secrets.  An agent with MJ’s former employer, Vista Security, Ben is clawing his way out of a downward spiral from a job gone wrong when Vista sends him after MJ, with orders to use the threat of halting her baby’s adoption to ensure her cooperation.

Furious and trusting no one, MJ intends on working the job solo until a sniper’s bullet alters her plans.  With no choice but to work with Ben, MJ must confront ghosts from her past, discover truths of her present, and trust that the future she deserves is in her hands to create.


“Who you working for, Keith?”

“No need for you to know,” the man behind her said.  He poked his revolver into her back. “You’re gonna be dead.”

She ignored him and focused on Keith. “How much money?  Who’s the target?”

“Stalling, MJ?  Afraid to die?”

“I knew the risks going in.  So did you.  But what about the innocent people who’ll die if you sell that information?”

“Sorry, baby, but I don’t have time to debate philosophy.”  The sound of a distant engine made Keith pause and tilt his head to listen. “That would be the extraction team,” he said.

MJ tightened every muscle, ready to spring.  It well could be his team, but it could as easily be hers.  Even if she wasn’t in position for the original pick-up, she’d sewed a small tracking device in that backpack.

“No time for long good-byes.”  He raised the gun.

Now or never.(Publisher note: an updated, newly copy-edited and formatted version has been uploaded on May 6, 2013.)


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