Today I want to share with you an excerpt from The Janus Journals by H.L. Wegley. He is a new-to-me author who writes high-action suspense that may be gritty and intense but never gross, graphic or gratuitous. And he adds some humor to lighten things up. I have yet to read one of his books but am looking forward to becoming more familiar with his works in the near future!
The Janus JournalsPublished by Trinity Press International
by H. L. Wegley
Publication Date February 3, 2019
Genres: Christian Fiction, Suspense, Clean Romance
Setting: Washington, Virginia Written for: Adults
Will probing the past, through her father's secret journals, save her future?For recent college graduate, Alisa (Allie) Petrenko, the Cold War never ended, and events set in motion years ago have endangered this innocent young woman. When her father is murdered, he left her with a warning, an assassin on her trail, and his secret history contained in a set of journals. As Allie tries to elude the assassin and read the journals, she learns that the loving father who raised her was not the man he appeared to be, and the man she must now trust with her life is someone Allie must never trust with her heart.At strong safety, Grady Jamison could defend against opponents in the red zone, but he couldn't stop the drunk driver who hit his car and killed his sister. Does Allie Petrenko's call for help mean Grady has been given a second chance, a chance to do things right? Once again, he's defending in the red zone. And he must not let the world-class assassin score, because the goal line marks the end of Allie Petrenko's life.The Janus Journals, set in Virginia and near Lake Chelan in Washington State, is high-action romantic suspense at its best. The dual timeline will take you on an epic journey through the twilight years of the Cold War that reshaped one man's destiny while creating deadly tentacles, reaching into the present, threatening an innocent young woman.
Allie Petrenko was the only one of the three who had changed, and she didn’t like the changes she saw.
Grady would never behave as she had. He was a Christian. Maybe people actually changed for the better when they committed their lives to Jesus.
Was that even possible? To believe a lie and be the better for it?
Regardless, she needed to apologize to Grady. But if she tried, she would start blubbering like a fool, begging him to forgive her.
A thought struck her. That’s what some people did when they became Christians. They begged Jesus to forgive them.
I can’t do that. Not with Grady.
Can’t or won’t?
She wouldn’t continue arguing with herself like some schizophrenic nutcase. A fine mess she had made of her life. Things were bad enough before she made Grady leave. Now …
If only she could turn the clock back seventy-two hours to a time before Papa’s dreadful decision to meet with the person who called.
Allie’s hoarse, dry throat begged for water, but her mind begged even more for peace. She closed her eyes and exhaustion drove away all her thoughts.
Allie awoke with a start. Her face still lay in the wet spot on her bed, but something else had awakened her.
Her door rattled. A loud click. The doorknob wiggled.
Someone had tried to open her door.
Shuffling feet sounded outside her room. The doorknob moved again.
Grady. She reached for the phone beside the bed. What was his room number? 114? She keyed it in, hoping he would answer.
Her door rattled again.
Allie’s heart drummed out panic as the phone rang once. Twice. Three rings.
Please answer, Grady.
Four rings …