"Cherry Adair writes for those of us who love romantic-suspense fast and hot." -Jayne Ann Krentz From the Paperback edition.
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August 28, 2006
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Excerpt from Edge of Darkness by Cherry Adair
A flash of orange lightning lit the room, followed by the sudden materialization of a man, dumped unceremoniously in the middle of the conference room table. He was soaking wet. Water runneled on the wood surface around him, then started to pour over the sides.
Duncan Edge merely raised a brow as he shifted his chair out of the way. The other five T-FLAC/psi operatives taking the meeting jumped to their feet at the unexpected interruption, grabbing up computers, paper, and assorted crap before everything was saturated.
"What the hell ' "
"Who the f ' "
Shaking his head, Duncan prevented the water from cascading into his lap, or onto the floor, with a swift telekinetic thought. He knew the who and the why.
One of her strongest powers was her mastery over water. Clearly she hadn't changed. She still had a bad temper, still couldn't control it. And still had to have the last damned word.
The woman was a menace.
"This is personal," he told the others. "Take five."
"Hell, take ten. Color me intrigued," Connor Jordan told him affably, closing his computer and setting it on the credenza nearby. There were general murmurs of agreement from the others.
Great. Duncan had never allowed his personal life, such as it was, to filter into his professional life. But of course he'd never tried to help Serena before. No good deed goes unpunished. Now he had five freaking witnesses to his folly. Crap.
He waited patiently as his man gasped for air like a beached whale, trying to regain use of his lungs. Understandable, since the guy had hit the solid wood of the table hard and fast. While he waited, Duncan retrieved the note pinned to Chang's crumpled shirt.