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Treacherous Wishes
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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
www.ellorascave.com
Treacherous Wishes
ISBN # 1-4199-0662-3
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Treacherous Wishes Copyright© 2006 Denise A. Agnew
Edited by Sue-Ellen Gower.
Cover art by Syneca.
Electronic book Publication: August 2006
This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written
permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-
3502.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales
is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.
Warning:
The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. This story has been
rated S-ensuous by a minimum of three independent reviewers.
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T REACHEROUS W ISHES
Denise A. Agnew
Dedication
To the man of my dreams, Terry.
Acknowledgements
Thanks to Lara Britton, Tara Manderino, Victoria Rivers, and Candy Sams for information on
martial arts. Mega thanks to Bev Kay for her valuable insight into the workings of a soup
kitchen.
Trademarks Acknowledgement
The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the
following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:
Jaguar: Jaguar Cars Limited
Marlboro: Philip Morris Inc.
Saturn: Saturn Corporation
Stetson: John B. Stetson Company
VW Beetle: Volkswagen Aktiengesellschaft
Treacherous Wishes
Chapter One
Heavy, raspy breathing echoed in Tammy Carter’s ears. Fear slammed into her gut,
wrenching her so hard that nausea boiled in her stomach.
She closed her eyes and tightened her grip on the telephone as the breathing on the
other end continued. A flash of red filled her mind’s eye and she shuddered. She sank
into the chair behind her desk. For years she’d feared the day the evil might return. She
dreaded the inevitable when she would sense the malevolence that came once or twice
in a lifetime. Now it came through the phone…reaching…reaching…
Oh, God. Not now.
Shades of blue and black mingled with the red behind her eyes, and she hoped the
person on the other end of the line hadn’t already committed some horrible crime
against an innocent person. Then scarlet came as a hot wave over her body…the fever
of illness. Azure pierced like the cold, sharp sting of an icicle stabbing her arms. Black
left a deep, hollow well in her stomach.
No. No. She didn’t want to see what the breather had done. Didn’t want to know.
She opened her eyes, denying the ability that gave her this horrible insight. As the
breathing on the end of the line continued, she jerked her connection away from the
person on the other side. Fear mutated into fury.
Tammy clenched the telephone receiver until it felt as if the plastic might break. She
gave the breather five more seconds to speak, then she cursed and slammed down the
receiver. As she shook from reaction, her body suffused with a cold sweat. Perspiration
formed on her forehead and upper lip, and she reached for a tissue box. Dabbing a
tissue over her cheeks, she took deep breaths and the fear eased minute by minute.
Nice thing about these episodes. Quick to come, quick to go.
Calm settled over Tammy. Whatever animal had called had disconnected from her,
and she didn’t want to worry about the creep anymore.
Must forget. Must let it go.
A sparkling tune about love flowed from the small radio tucked beneath the high
counter of her desk. Yeah, right . She snapped off the radio.
What a fine way to end a day’s work. First, several folders had disappeared and it
had taken half the day for her to deduce where the temp had filed them last week. The
young, inexperienced woman had wreaked havoc in the office with her incompetence.
Tammy would have been happy if only one thing had gone wrong with the day.
But a client had made a sexual harassment complaint against one of Taggert Security
Team’s bodyguards that afternoon. Tammy had missed lunch, and two bodyguards on
assignment had come down with the flu.
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