Deadly Vows. Shirlee McCoy

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      Every muscle in Ford’s body tensed with anticipation as Olivia slowly turned to face him.

      It had been four months since he’d last seen his wife, four months that he’d spent hounding U.S. Marshals, trying to get a lead on Olivia’s whereabouts. He’d finally found her, and he wanted to rush forward and pull her into his arms, but he knew she wouldn’t thank him if he did. Just as he knew she wouldn’t thank him for finding her. He’d broken one too many promises, ignored her one too many times. When she’d called to tell him she was entering witness protection, she’d said it was for the best. A clean break.

      It hadn’t been clean for Ford. It had been painful, filled with regrets and rife with a million lost opportunities.

      “Ford. You shouldn’t be here,” she said quietly.

      “But I am.”

      PROTECTING THE WITNESSES:

      New identities, looming danger and forever love in the Witness Protection Program.

      Deadly Vows—Shirlee McCoy, April 2010

      SHIRLEE McCOY

      has always loved making up stories. As a child, she daydreamed elaborate tales in which she was the heroine—gutsy, strong and invincible. Though she soon grew out of her superhero fantasies, her love for storytelling never diminished. She knew early that she wanted to write inspirational fiction, and began writing her first novel when she was a teenager. Still, it wasn’t until her third son was born that she truly began pursuing her dream of being published. Three years later she sold her first book. Now a busy mother of five, Shirlee is a homeschool mom by day and an inspirational author by night. She and her husband and children live in Washington and share their house with a dog, two cats and a bird. You can visit her Web site at www.shirleemccoy.com, or e-mail her at [email protected].

      Deadly Vows

      Shirlee McCoy

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      Special thanks and acknowledgment to Shirlee McCoy for her contribution to the Protecting the Witnesses miniseries.

      In you, O Lord, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame, deliver me in your righteousness. Turn your ear to me, come quickly to my rescue; be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress to save me.

      —Psalms 31:1-2

      To Marge Garrison.

       Thank you for the warm hospitality and love you show to all who enter Starr Road Baptist Church. The love of Christ surely shines from you, welcoming all to come and be part of His family.

      CONTENTS

      PROLOGUE

      CHAPTER ONE

      CHAPTER TWO

      CHAPTER THREE

      CHAPTER FOUR

      CHAPTER FIVE

      CHAPTER SIX

      CHAPTER SEVEN

      CHAPTER EIGHT

      CHAPTER NINE

      CHAPTER TEN

      CHAPTER ELEVEN

      CHAPTER TWELVE

      CHAPTER THIRTEEN

      CHAPTER FOURTEEN

      CHAPTER FIFTEEN

      CHAPTER SIXTEEN

      CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

      CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

      CHAPTER NINETEEN

      EPILOGUE

      QUESTIONS FOR DISCUSSION

      PROLOGUE

      MEMO: Top Secret, Top Priority

      TO: FBI Organized Crime Division

      FROM: Jackson McGraw, Special Agent, Chicago Field Office

      DATE: March 20, 2010

      RE: Operation Black Veil

      At 4:00 P.M. EST, Ford Jensen, estranged husband of Olivia Jarrod, boarded a plane heading for Billings, Montana. Despite repeated requests to cease, Jensen continues to search for his wife. We have people in place to tail him when he arrives, but there is to be no contact between agents and Jensen unless absolutely necessary. For his safety and the safety of our witness, it is imperative Jensen not be seen as a potential trail to Olivia. Our mystery informant confirms that the Martino crime family has offered a reward to the person or persons who are able to find and assassinate Ms. Jarrod. To maintain the witness’s safety, the U.S. Marshal Service has been contacted and the witness has been relocated from Billings.

      Our informant believes that, in the event the Martino crime family does not succeed in its attempts to find and silence Ms. Jarrod, a hit will be arranged upon Ms. Jarrod’s return to Chicago for Vincent “Bloodbath” Martino’s trial. We are working closely with the U.S. Marshal Service to ensure Ms. Jensen’s safety before, during and after the trial. There is to be no discussion or communication about the trial or witness outside of secure channels. Any questions or information regarding the Martino crime family are to come directly to me.

      We continue to seek the identity of our mystery informant, but must not do anything that will jeopardize our position with her. No overt movements toward revealing her identity are to be made. We will continue to move within secure channels to gain more information. If you have any information, be advised that it must be shared only with Special Agent McGraw. The sole purpose of our task force is to protect our witness and to put Vincent Martino behind bars where he belongs. To that end, every effort must be made to continue to receive information regarding the Martino family.

      Questions or information regarding this matter are to be directed to Special Agent McGraw.

      ONE

      She’d popped.

      Olivia Jarrod turned sideways and stared at her reflection, not sure if she should be elated or horrified. The flat plane of her stomach was gone. In its place was a subtle roundness that was emphasized by her fitted T-shirt. She placed her hands on the bump, imagining tiny hands and feet, translucent skin, a swiftly beating heart.

      Her baby.

      And Ford’s.

      She frowned, pulling the fabric taut against her abdomen as she turned from side to side. Thinking about Ford was something she tried not to do. The last few months had been difficult enough without reliving her failed marriage, thinking about the year she and Ford had been separated or dwelling on the last time she’d seen him.

      She frowned again, turning away from the mirror and the telltale evidence of just how