portada Street Justice: Tidal Wave (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Samantha Fury

Editorial

Createspace

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

316

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9x15.2x1.8 cm

Peso

0.46 kg.

ISBN13

9781453674857

Categorías

Relativo a personas o grupos cristianos
Suspense romántico
Ficción religiosa y espiritual

Street Justice: Tidal Wave (en Inglés)

Samantha Fury (Autor) · Createspace · Tapa Blanda

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Antonio was the only witness to a terrible plane crash that happened in those early morning hours. Two men had been in the plane; one walked away, the other lay unmoving in the sand. Later he learned that the man was taken to Mercy General; since his mother was a nurse there he was able to gain access to the injured man, Carlos Santora. The pretty nurse Fran and that cocky doctor they called Max McDreamy were tending to his plane crash victim. Thankfully, Doctor Max seemed more interested in Fran than he did the man from the beach. Fran on the other hand seemed concerned, but she was too busy to spend much time digging for the truth. It didn't help his troubles with the detective, though. Detective Donigan was supposed to be investigating the crash, but he seemed to be spending more time flirting with Rosa, Antonio's mother, than he did working on the case. Antonio didn't like it but he wouldn't complain; it kept the detective from looking his way. And what about the pretty redhead Antonio sold the Sunday paper to? Why was she so interested in the man from the plane crash? If he could only figure it all out. He'd managed to talk to talk to the man named Carlos twice, but he was no help; he had amnesia. So much to figure out and he had a feeling he was running out of time . . .