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Black Tide

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The beam of the flashlight trembled in August’s hand, cutting through the pitch-black interior of the rotting smuggler’s shack.

​There it was. Tucked in the far corner, half-buried in the wet sand was the dark oversized shape of a jacket draped over a huddled form.

​"Winter," August breathed.

​His leg bleeding from the jagged rocks. He stumbled forward dropping to his knees in the freezing, briny mud.

​"I'm here," his hot tears immediately spilling over his eyelashes and tracking through
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    ​The screen showed horrific aerial footage. The beautiful coastline was a muddy, churning nightmare. Docks were smashed to splinters. Entire streets were underwater, cars flipped on their sides like discarded toys."While early warning sirens allowed most residents to evacuate to higher ground, authorities are reporting that some people along the lower harbor districts were not so lucky. Rescue teams are currently struggling to access the shipyard and smuggler's cove areas..."​Blackwood. The name ringing like an alarm bell. He went on a business trip, Madam. To the northern coast.​I threw myself across the couch scrambling for my phone. My hands were shaking so badly I dropped it twice before I finally managed to unlock the screen. I dialed Fanel’s number.​"Pick up, pick up, pick up," I chanted, pacing the length of the living room.​"Madam?" Fanel’s voice came through the line, tight and stretched thin with stress.​"Fanel, where exactly did August go?" I demanded, my voice shrill

  • The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late   Black Tide

    The beam of the flashlight trembled in August’s hand, cutting through the pitch-black interior of the rotting smuggler’s shack. ​There it was. Tucked in the far corner, half-buried in the wet sand was the dark oversized shape of a jacket draped over a huddled form. ​"Winter," August breathed. ​His leg bleeding from the jagged rocks. He stumbled forward dropping to his knees in the freezing, briny mud. ​"I'm here," his hot tears immediately spilling over his eyelashes and tracking through the dirt on his face. "Winter, I'm right here. I've got you. You're safe now." ​He reached out with shaking hands. The jacket simply collapsed under his touch. ​August froze. ​He frantically tore the jacket away, tossing it into the dark. Beneath it was a bloated waterlogged burlap sack, tangled in a massive heap of ruined fishing nets and debris washed in by the high tide. ​"No, no, no. Winter!" ​He grabbed the burlap sack, ripping at the heavy twine tying it shut. His fingernails tore,

  • The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late   Smuggler's Cove

    By the time August and his men reached the harbor district the mud had soaked completely.​"Slip forty-two," Yellow shouted over the howling wind. Shining an industrial flashlight through the windshield of the SUV as they crawled along the docks. "Declan said Tommy works the late-night sorting shift right around the dock."​"Stop the car," August ordered the driver. The vehicle barely rolled to a halt before he threw his door open.​The docks were full of shipping containers and splintered wooden crates. August marched forward into the darkness looking everywhere. His two security guards falling into step right behind him.​Up ahead, under the glow of a sodium lamp, a small group of men were tossing fish into ice bins.​"Hey!" August yelled, his voice tearing through the storm.​The men stopped. One of them, a burly man with grey beard grabbed a iron gaffing hook and stepped forward. "You're lost, suit. The financial district is ten miles south."​"I’m looking for a boy named Tommy,"

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    I woke up with a smile already forming on my lips, my heart fluttering with a light airy joy. Today was May 12th. ​I turned to the other side of the bed, expecting to find August still asleep.​But the sheets were cold. The space was empty.​I sat up, a brief flutter of confusion gripping my chest before the door of the walk-in closet opened. August stepped out. He was already fully dressed, adjusting his silver cufflinks. He didn’t look at me. His eyes were fixed firmly on the wall, his jaw tight, his mind entirely somewhere else.​"August?" I called out with a sleepy voice.​He paused. "You’re awake."​"Why are you dressed?" I asked, pushing the duvet aside and walking over to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind, pressing my cheek against the broad expanse of his back. "I told you to stay at home the whole day. We agreed, remember? It’s our anniversary."​He stiffened. He didn't turn around to pull me into his arms. He didn't lean into my touch. Instead, his larg

  • The Billionaire's Obsession Came Too Late   Three More Days

    Harrington Office:August Harrington stood by the windows, his hands clasped behind him. ​The door clicked open. Fanel entered carrying a file.​"Any news about the accident?" August asked without turning. His voice betrayed the nights he hadn’t slept.​Fanel stopped at the edge of the desk, hesitating. "Boss, the lab results finally came back from the secondary site. I have the forensic breakdown here."​August turned then. He crossed the room in three long strides and snatched the file. His eyes scanned the technical jargon, the graphs, and the DNA result until they landed on the summary at the bottom.​"The remains," Fanel started, his voice cautious. "The lab test said the biological material found in that car... it doesn’t match Ms. Rose’s DNA. Not even a partial match, sir. Our investigator, Mr. Yellow, has been over the crash site three times now."​August’s breath hitched. He perked up, his entire posture changing from a slouch of despair to an intensity. "What did the inves

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