Excerpt from book:
Natalie Frazier's heart raced as she woke with a start and struggled to get her bearings. Blinking her way back to reality, she recognized the Joneses' living room on post at Fort Rickman, Georgia, instead of her own apartment in nearby Freemont.
Outside, wind tangled through the giant oaks. Branches creaked in the September night and scraped against the two-story brick quarters. The sound added to her unease as lightning flashed through the windows, followed by thunder that buffeted the house.
She closed the book that lay open on her lap and hesitated, listening for the baby's cry. Relieved that the little one hadn't awakened, she placed the textbook on the coffee table. How to Manage the Middle School Classroom was required reading for her teaching degree and had undoubtedly lulled her to sleep.
But what had awakened her?
Natalie had accepted the two-week nanny position caring for Lieutenant Wanda Jones's five-month-old daughter while Wanda was away for training, and she planned to use the time to catch up on her classwork.
As prior military, with six years on active duty under her belt, Natalie was usually unfazed by new circumstances. Tonight was different.
In hopes of calming her anxiety, she hurried into the foyer and insured the front door was locked before she stepped to the nearby window. Easing back the curtain, she stared for a long moment at the narrow, two-lane road that ran through the military housing area. A porch light from one of the duplexes across the street cast a yellow glow over the few cars parked at the curb.
Dropping the curtain, she flexed her shoulders to allay the tension in her neck and padded across the hardwood floor to the kitchen. The small, cozy room had seemed inviting this morning when she'd arrived. Wanda had coffee brewing and warm-from-the-oven cinnamon rolls to welcome her. The scent of the fresh brew and hot rolls had long since disappeared, leaving behind an emptiness that tugged at her heart. She and the baby were safe, yet something about the night was unsettling. Probably the darkness outside and the encroaching storm. Both caused her concern.
Opening the door to the attached one-car garage, she stared into the interior, seeing only her small sedan. Convinced her imagination was playing tricks on her, she shut the door and slipped the chain lock in place before she flipped off the kitchen light and retraced her steps into the main living-dining room combination.
She needed to check on Sofia. Natalie climbed the steep wooden stairway to the second floor and tiptoed into the nursery. The little one was asleep on her back, her cheeks plump and rosy.
Wanda had been concerned about leaving. With her husbandSofia's fatherdeployed to the Middle East, the female lieutenant had weighed accepting a twoweek school assignment at Fort Hood that was good for her military career but hard on a new mom forced to leave her infant daughter.
Natalie and Wanda had been stationed together in Germany and had reconnected after Natalie had moved to nearby Freemont. Natalie was happy to help, and the arrangement would be good for both of them. Wanda needed child care, and Natalie wanted time to study away from her cramped apartment and moody roommate.
Denise Lang had become increasingly irritable over the past two months. Natalie blamed her roommate's new boyfriend, who insisted Denise keep their relationship under wraps. The secrecy was taking a toll on her and impacted her relationship with Natalie.
Pulling the receiving blanket up around Sofia's shoulders, Natalie smiled at the precious child and returned to the hallway on her way to the guest room. The sound of raised voices from the adjoining quarters next door stopped her at the toWOMAN ON THE RUN
While babysitting a young servicewoman's infant, Natalie Frazier hears a murder in the neighboring army duplex. Convinced her former commander is behind the crime, the ex-soldier bolts with the baby. But who will believe her story? Army investigator Everett Kohl deals only with the facts, but this time his gut instincts can't be denied. Is the attractive Natalie a cunning killer, as his ranking officers believe, or an innocent victim? Ordered to bring her in, Everett has a decision to make. Helping her could cost him his job
but not protecting Natalie and the baby could get all of them killed
Military Investigations: Serving their country and solving crimes