Chapter 1
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Chapter 1
HOLLY RAE BURNETTE had been tall, blonde and beautiful. Right now she was tall, blonde and a wet mess. Pushing the fingers of both hands through her hair, she pushed it straight back off her face and spit out brackish water. In an earlier time, like yesterday, she would have vomited at the thought of just being in contact with a swamp, let alone swallowing a gallon of it. Well, that was an exaggeration. She knew that. But still....
Slogging her way out of the water, Holly wiped a hand under her nose. And promptly gagged. The smell of decaying vegetation and mud clung to her. Her shoes - brand new, black-suede Jimmy Choo pumps - made a squishy sound with every step across the muddy bank. Her yellow dress clung to her shapely body like a shroud. And as she turned and sat hard on a fallen log, she felt like she was dead.
She knew she should move on. After all, she was being chased by the police. Well, make that the FBI. And probably Homeland Security. She glanced up into the sky, wondering if that would even include the United States Air Force. Shaking her head, Holly wondered what people did when they were 'on the run'. How did they survive? She was so used to using a credit card. Now she didn't have one. Then again, she knew from television shows and her job that the authorities could track her that way.
Tears of anguish burst forth and she put the heels of her hands on her eyes, trying to hold the tears back. Holly Rae Burnette wasn't cut out to be a fugitive from the law.
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