The Pittsburgh Lady Lawyers Series
When her big trial goes bad, corporate attorney Brianna Ward can't wait to get out of Pittsburgh. The Big Easy seems like the perfect place to rest, relax, and forget about the legal business. Too bad an obnoxious--but handsome--lawyer from a rival firm is checking into the same bed and breakfast.
Attorney Evan Farrell has Mardi Gras vacation plans too. When he encounters fiery and attractive Brianna, however, he puts the Bourbon Street party on hold. He'd much rather devote himself to her--especially when a mysterious riddle appears in her bag, seeming to threaten danger.
Strangely compelled to follow the riddle's clues, Brianna is pulled deeper into the twisted schemes of a voodoo priest bent on revenge. To escape his poisonous web, she must work with Evan to solve the curse. But is the growing love they feel for each other real? Or just a voodoo dream?
Page Count: 278
Word Count: 66269
Brianna snatched a triangle-folded paper from her bag and dropped it onto the table between them. It sat there, looking fairly harmless. Evan studied it from the top, from the side, not seeing any sort of wire or other device that could cause a shock.
“It stung me. Like a jolt of electricity.”
“You said you ‘saw’ something. Was that when you touched it?”
“Look, it clearly wasn’t real. I don’t want to think about it.”
Frustrated, he took matters into his own hands, literally. He reached for it, ready to draw back when it zapped him. But it didn’t. He cocked an eyebrow at her.
“Just throw it in the trash,” she said.
In the trash? No way. Not after this whole freaky scene. “Something’s going on here. If it’s a real threat or danger, we’ll call the police. They can handle it.”
He spread the white sheet flat.
Thickly-inked black letters jumped out at him.
WHAT YOU SEEK IS WITHIN YOUR GRASP.
YOU MUST PASS THROUGH DANGER
WHERE SAND BECOMES WATER
AND THE GREATEST PERIL IS TO BE ALONE.
THE PRIZED POSSESSION OF YOUR ENEMY
IS YOUR KEY TO THE CITIES OF THE DEAD.
FIND THERE THE BLOOD-RED FLOWER.
MAKE YOUR SACRIFICE
TO SHOW YOUR PURITY OF HEART.
THEN WILL YOUR DEBT BE SATISFIED.
“What kind of bizarro weirdness is this? Where did you get it?”
Mystified, he read it again. But the words made no more sense the second time. Or the third.
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