Blurb:
Taking
a break from dealing with his father’s clients on legal matters, Nicholas
Haynes went out to the sea on his yacht—only to find a man floating in the
water. The man was still alive, much to Nicholas’s relief.
Gregory
Phillips was a private investigator and his last job almost turned him into fish
food if not for Nicholas. Little did he know that the main suspect in his case
was one of Nicholas’ father’s clients. When Nicholas insisted on taking care of
Gregory after the incident that almost killed him, can he trust Nicholas enough
with his life?
Excerpts:
Stanley Haynes threw the newspaper, and it
landed with a slap on Nicholas's plate. The headlines blared at Nicholas as
though his father had shouted at him.
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"You ever plan to tell us about this,
Nicholas?"
Nicholas glanced briefly at his mother sitting
across from him, but she kept stirring the cooling coffee in her cup. Nicholas
could see a smile flicker in her eyes. He shrugged.
“Come on, Dad. You know it was impossible for me
to talk about it before everything was done.”
“Are you saying you don’t trust me, or your
mom—” Stanley threw a glance at his wife, and his eyes widened. “You knew about this?”
She threw her hands up.
“God, no, honey. I wouldn’t lie to you.”
“All right, all right.” Stanley took a deep
breath, trying to calm himself. “Is it that Phillips guy?”
“Of course. Who else?” Nicholas grinned.
His mother went back to stirring her coffee. Her
voice was calm when she asked, “When was it, Nicholas? How come both of us
didn’t know anything about it?”
“A moment after Greg was released from the
hospital.”
“Wow. That fast?”
Nicholas chuckled. “Yeah. Now you can’t accuse
me of being a playboy anymore.”
“That’s good, dear.” His mother took his hand,
and Nicholas squeezed hers gently. “So those journalists—they just found out
the other day?”
“They’ve just seen this ring, that’s all.”
Nicholas lifted his left hand and eyed the simple platinum band around his ring
finger. Gregory had exactly the same
kind of ring around his finger.
****
A
month earlier
It was the lulling sounds of the waves and the
gentle breeze above the vast, boundless ocean that Nicholas loved most. He
could spend days, even weeks, drifting seemingly without any course and purpose
on his boat, all by himself. After months dealing with his father’s clients
about legal matters, he was always desperate for some time alone. Sometimes he
just couldn’t understand why he had to work twice as hard as the other
employees in his father’s bank when he was his only son. However, most of the
time, he just couldn’t see it any other way. His father was not the type to
want to spoil his family. Everyone had to earn what life had given to them.
Nobody was allowed to simply ask and receive.
Today, though, he ended up not alone.
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A little about me:
Iyana lives in Jakarta, a city famous for its
traffic jams, a lot of cars and motorcycles, and people selling stuff on the
roads. You can spend two hours on the road going to a place you can reach in
half an hour in a normal situation. Thanks to the traffic jams, though, Iyana
can come up with a lot of stories, mostly shorties, as she prefers to spend the
time during her trips writing into her cell phone rather than sleeping.
Iyana loves kitties. Right now she has five of
them. Their names are Larva, Nyil, Cil, Mermood, and Horus. When she doesn’t
write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.
Iyana loves teaching. She teaches English and
her students range from elementary school kids to college students to
employees. She enjoys working with them all. Teaching is so much fun for her.
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Sounds like a real good read. It's definitely on my radar now and so is the author :)
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