Everywhere to Hide
by Siri Mitchell
on Tour October 1-31, 2020
How can she protect herself from an enemy she can’t see?Law school graduate Whitney Garrison is a survivor. She admirably deals with an abusive boyfriend, her mother’s death, mounting student debt, dwindling job opportunities, and a rare neurological condition that prevents her from recognizing human faces. But witnessing a murder might be the crisis she can’t overcome. The killer has every advantage. Though Whitney saw him, she has no idea what he looks like. He knows where she lives and works. He anticipates her every move. Worst of all, he’s hiding in plain sight and believes she has information he needs. Information worth killing for. Again. As the hunter drives his prey into a net of terror and international intrigue, Whitney’s only ally, Detective Leo Baroni, is taken off the case. Stripped of all semblance of safety, Whitney must suspect everyone and trust no one—and hope to come out alive.
Book Details:Genre: Suspense Published by: Thomas Nelson Publication Date: October 6th 2020 Number of Pages: 352 ISBN: 0785228640 (ISBN13: 9780785228646) Purchase Links: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Christianbook.com® | Goodreads
Read an excerpt:
The door was difficult to open. The tropical storm had transformed the alley into a wind tunnel, funneling the muggy air from one side of the block to the other. I raised a hand to pull my hair off my face and turned into the wind to keep it there, quickly turning my ponytail into a bun. As I stepped away from the door, I was surprised to see someone sprawled on the pavement in front of me. He was lying face up. A red puddle had formed a halo around his head. He wasn’t— was he— he wasn’t— was he dead? As I stood there trying to process what I was seeing, the wind sent a recycling crate skidding across the cracked pavement. I jumped. I glanced up the alley, then down. Nothing was there. Nothing but the wind. And a dead man staring up at the cloud- streaked sky. Behind me, I heard something scrabble across the low, flat roof. I pivoted and glanced up. Saw a form silhouetted against the sky. Shock gave way to panic as I realized he had a gun in his hand. As I realized that he had also seen me. I should have lunged toward the door. But a familiar numbness was spreading over me. The prickle on my scalp, the sudden dryness in my mouth. I was living my nightmares all over again. As I had done too often in the past, I reverted to form. I froze. Please. Please. Please. My thoughts latched onto that one word and refused to let it go. If I could just punch my code into the keypad, I could slip back inside and pull the door shut behind me. But I couldn’t do anything at all. My fingers wouldn’t work. Please. Please. Please. I willed them to function, but they had long ago learned that in a dangerous situation, the best thing to do was nothing. Any movement, any action on my part had always made things worse. And so I just stood there as my thoughts stuttered. Fragmented. *** Excerpt from Everywhere to Hide by Siri Mitchell. Copyright 2020 by Siri Mitchell. Reproduced with permission from Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
I just read the excerpt and this book is now oh my TBR list.
Thank you so much for featuring my book!