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Nowhere Safe (A Harley Cole FBI Suspense Thriller—Book 1)

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“This is an excellent book… When you start reading, be sure you don’t have to wake up early!”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

FBI BAU special agent Harley Cole, as brilliant as she is at hunting serial killers, has bent the rules one too many times and, put on leave, decides to return to her small-town Southwestern roots and visit her dying father. But when a new killer strikes nearby, leaving a trail of women in abandoned desert mines, it hits close to home for Harley, eerily reminiscent of her sister’s unsolved case—and forces her to consider the local FBI field office’s desperate plea for help.

Nowhere Safe (A Harley Cole FBI Suspense Thriller—Book 1) is the debut novel in a new series by #1 bestselling mystery and suspense author Kate Bold.

Harley, reeling from her being put on leave, from her long-term relationship falling apart, and from her father’s dying, is hardly ready to return to her hometown, to its long-buried secrets, and her tortured past. She spent her life escaping this small town—but, as she settles back in, she wonders: might she have been wrong all this time?

Yet as more bodies surface and as every clue leads to a dead end, Harley, clashing with her new partner, realizes she’s in a race against time.

Will she save the next victim in time? Or will the endless desert, and her dark past, swallow her for good?

A page-turning and harrowing crime thriller featuring a brilliant and tortured FBI agent, the HARLEY COLE series is a riveting mystery, packed with non-stop action, suspense, twists and turns, revelations, and driven by a breakneck pace that will keep you flipping pages late into the night. Fans of Rachel Caine, Teresa Driscoll, and Robert Dugoni are sure to fall in love.

Books #2 and #3 in the series—NOWHERE LEFT and NOWHERE TO RUN—are also available.

“This book moved very fast and every page was exciting. Plenty of dialogue, you absolutely love the characters, and you were rooting for the good guy throughout the whole story… I look forward to reading the next in the series.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“Kate did an amazing job on this book and I was hooked from the first chapter!”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“I really enjoyed this book. The characters were authentic, and I see the bad guys as something we hear about daily on the news... Looking forward to book 2.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“This was a really good book. The main characters were real, flawed and human. The story went along quickly and wasn't mired in too many unnecessary details. I really enjoyed it.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“Alexa Chase is headstrong, impatient, but most of all brave with a capital B. She never, repeat never, backs down until the bad guys are put where they belong. Clearly five stars!”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“Captivating and riveting serial murder with a twist of the macabre… Very well done.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“WOW what a great read! Talk about a diabolical killer! Really enjoyed this book. Looking forward to reading others by this author as well.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“Page turner for sure. Great characters and relationships. I got into the middle of this story and couldn’t put it down. Looking forward to more from Kate Bold.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“Hard to put down. It has an excellent plot and has the right amount of suspense. I really enjoyed this book.”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

“Extremely well written, and well worth buying and reading. I can't wait to read book two!”

—Reader review for The Killing Game

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PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE It was the pain that woke her—a dull, throbbing ache in the wrist pinned behind her back. She tried to pull the arm free, but her wrists were bound together. That was when the memories flooded in: stumbling along the rocky path, her face covered by a hood (the same one that now pressed against her nostrils every time she inhaled), a hand shoving her forward whenever she paused. The next thing she remembered was waking to the pain in her wrist. I must have fallen, knocked myself out, she thought. Something cold and smooth pressed against her head. She rolled, feeling the bar of metal with her bound hands. It was shaped like a T and bolted to planks of wood. A rail. That means this must be a mine shaft! Her excitement at this discovery faded as quickly as it flared up. She had been discarded like a bag of trash, left somewhere nobody would find her. Left to die. Her heart beat violently as she pushed herself to her feet. She was not going to die here, not without a fight. She twisted her wrists back and forth, ignoring the pain. She felt the knot loosening. Suddenly it came free, and she pulled at the hood. Her hair stuck to it for a moment – she dared not think how much blood she had lost – but she gave it a tug and it slipped off. All she had to do now was go back the way she had come. She hesitated, knowing one way would take her deeper into the mine shaft. But how to tell which was the right way? In the end she went with her gut, trotting through the darkness, barely able to keep herself from a panicked sprint. She tripped over something soft and fell headlong, landing on her injured wrist, which flared with pain. Her good hand quested over the object that had tripped her. Fabric. The cool roundness of a button. Then the cold, bony protrusion of a chin, the skin shriveled and tight. She jerked her hand back with a scream, but not before brushing against the corpse’s long hair, fine as spider-silk. A woman, then, she guessed, which meant— I’m not the first one. She shuddered at the realization. Did that make this place a graveyard? How many other victims might lie in the darkness, forgotten and unburied—no, not unburied. This might not be a traditional burial, but it was a burial nonetheless. Every nerve in her body screamed at her to get moving. She rose, hurtled herself through the darkness, unable to slow down despite the possibility there could be a hundred corpses littering the floor of the tunnel. With a surge of hope, she discovered the ground was rising. Yes! She was climbing back up! Now she could see a single medallion of light emblazoned high on the wall. Tears of relief and terror rolled down her cheeks as she hurried forward, unable to slow herself before she collided with a wall of loose rock. She began scrambling up it, trying to reach the light. If she could just feel that sunlight on her skin, if she could just taste that fresh air— She had only climbed a few feet when an avalanche of dirt submerged her. She fought her way out, coughing and sputtering, but the light was gone. And with it, her only hope of escape.

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