Kathleen believes a friend is
kind to another’s dreams. Everyone
struggles, and a friend who tries to understand is priceless. When things go well, a friend shares the joy.
Deadly Alliance, romantic suspense
Finbar Donahue,
former Army Ranger, walked on the wild side in Iraq, but now he lives in the
shadows. After his evasive partner, Les, was shot in a random drive-by, Finn
discovers cash is siphoned monthly. He fights to keep his investment company
afloat. When the late partner’s girlfriend, Amy Kintyre, applies for his
bookkeeping job, Finn suspects she knows about his company drain and hires her.
Amy needs a
nine-to-five with free evenings and weekends to get her fashion design business
back on track. She unearths Les’ s secret bank account and alerts Finn.
Freezing of the money laundering account sets off havoc within an Irish gang.
Amy witnesses a gang fight between a brutal ISIS fundraising organization and
the Irish. Desperate to escape a stalker’s crosshairs, she seeks refuge with
Finn. As danger heats up, sparks fly hotter.
Interview—Finn
and Amy
Let’s
interview the hero of Deadly Alliance,
Finbar Donahue.
1. Nickname: Finn. My full name is Finbar Michael Donahue.
2. Job: I own my own investment
company, but who’s the chickenshit stealing money from me? My goal is to find the thief.
3. Level of schooling: B.A. in finance, former Army Ranger. That was
when I targeted a known enemy. Believe
me, it’s harder now.
I’ve got a
few questions for the heroine, Amy Kintyre.
1. What’s your dream job? I want to get my sportswear design business back on track. A few days ago a buyer phoned me and gave me an opportunity to present my line. I need a nine-to-five with evenings and weekends off to sew mockups.
2. Is that why you applied for Finbar Donahue’s bookkeeping job? Yes, but I have a huge problem. Last night I found a sketchy bank account belonging to my late boyfriend, Les. He and Finn were partners.
3. Would you enjoy working for Finn? No, but there aren’t many job openings in Lake Arrowhead.
Excerpt – Amy’s first day working for Finn
Hours later,
Finn straightened his spine as he listened to his new bookkeeper order
Rosenberg around with the authority of an Army lieutenant. She spoke with
confidence from her chair and waited for answers with intensity. Somehow she
came across larger than her delicate self.
“Brad,” his
pretty war buddy said, “I’ll need your password to access activity-to-date.”
Her attitude wasn’t for show. Her curiosity propelled her to the depths of the
drain. Heaven help those who lurked there.
“Sure
thing.” Brad blew out a breath and scribbled his password on a sticky note.
Handing it to her, he bent to her level.
She said, “I
apologize for causing chaos.”
“No apology
necessary.” Brad asked, “What are you working on?”
Jumping in,
Finn said, “Comparisons, Rosenberg, that’s what she’s working on.” Unholy as
she’d undoubtedly turn out to be, at the moment they were forged in combat.
“Give her your full support.”
“Absolutely.
Consider me your scaffold,” Rosenberg said, accepting his fate. “Excuse me,
won’t you? I’m running payroll.”
Finn liked
his head accountant. He was solid. Dependable. Not creative, but his easy-going
manner was soothing. “Payroll. You’re a masochist.”
Amy smiled,
and her crystal-green gaze sought his. She found his comment amusing. Her
professional attire included a gray satin blouse tucked into a herringbone
skirt. When she moved, her layered, dark-blonde hair settled into a sleek flip
over her shoulders.
Amy’s
bending and reaching, as she took control of her four-by-four cubicle, was damn
compelling. She found a rhythm with a handy notepad beside her computer. Using
Brad’s password, she turned sideways to open files. Attractive summed up her
symmetrical profile and creamy complexion.
For a long
while, getting hot and heavy had not been on his mind. Her envelope gave him
concrete evidence to bring to the sheriff and eased his tension. As she brushed
tresses off her face, he wanted to nibble on her ear.
Amy packed
her lithe frame with succulent curves. He enjoyed observing her ample bust
which required high-performance support. He’d like to see those globes running
free. He’d never considered her as dating material. Timing was off. When she
started dating Les, he was hooking up with Miss California. Now it was too
late. She worked for him. Hands off. Finn liked women—lots of women, all women,
in all shapes and sizes and ethnicities as long as they met the enthusiasm
requirement. He hadn’t tested this, but she was off-limits for another reason. He
didn’t intend to put her through another relationship leading to nowhere.
Finn kept
things loose. A woman in his bed but not in his life was what he often said.
There hadn’t been that either. Why was
she looking at him like that?
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Book Buyers Best finalist Kathleen Rowland is devoted to giving
her readers fast-paced, high-stakes suspense with a sizzling love story sure to
melt their hearts. Kathleen used to
write computer programs but now writes novels.
She grew up in Iowa where she caught lightning bugs, ran barefoot, and
raced her sailboat on Lake Okoboji. Now
she wears flip-flops and sails with her husband, Gerry, on Newport Harbor but
wishes there were lightning bugs in California.
Kathleen exists happily with her
witty CPA husband, Gerry, in their 70’s poolside retreat in Southern California
where she adores time spent with visiting grandchildren, dogs, one bunny, and
noisy neighbors. While proud of their
five children who’ve flown the coop, she appreciates the luxury of time to
write while listening to demanding character voices in her head.
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