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Up To No Good. Mississippi Smoke Series
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- FormatePub
- ISBN8233536816
- EAN9798233536816
- Date de parution25/02/2026
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- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurLinda Balsamo
Résumé
Elsie My eyes may have opened that morning, but the nightmare had only just begun. Not only had I lost my parents, but I didn't even get the chance to grieve their deaths. I had to run, go into hiding, or I'd face their same fate. All I had left in this world was my best friend, and although I trusted him completely, I wasn't sure about the place he had taken me. He swore I'd be safe with his cousins.
But being told that these strangers who were going to protect me were also members of the southern mafia didn't make me feel very safe. ForgeWe didn't have time for this. My mom's nephew hadn't been around in years, yet he was dropping off some girl for us to protect while we were facing my mother's battle with cancer. While the others in my family thought we should help the girl, I didn't see how this was our problem.
Her dad had been DEA and he should have protected his family better. No one asked my opinion, though, and here she was with those silver eyes shadowed with a heaviness that I understood. Grief. Pain. Loss. The fear that had gripped me from the moment of my mother's diagnosis. I'd save her, alright, but the one I was going to have to save her from was me.
But being told that these strangers who were going to protect me were also members of the southern mafia didn't make me feel very safe. ForgeWe didn't have time for this. My mom's nephew hadn't been around in years, yet he was dropping off some girl for us to protect while we were facing my mother's battle with cancer. While the others in my family thought we should help the girl, I didn't see how this was our problem.
Her dad had been DEA and he should have protected his family better. No one asked my opinion, though, and here she was with those silver eyes shadowed with a heaviness that I understood. Grief. Pain. Loss. The fear that had gripped me from the moment of my mother's diagnosis. I'd save her, alright, but the one I was going to have to save her from was me.
