Sunday, January 6, 2013

Vanished


Title: VANISHED
Author: Irene Hannon
Publisher: Revell
January 2013
ISBN:  978-0-8007-2123-7
Genre: Romantic suspense


A tenacious reporter. A skeptical PI. And a secret that will shatter lives.

Reporter Moira Harrison is lost. In the dark. In a thunderstorm. When a lone figure suddenly appears in the beam of her headlights, Moira slams on her brakes--but it's too late. She feels the solid thump against the side of her car before crashing into a tree on the far side of the road.

A man opens her door, tells her he saw everything, and promises to call 911. Then the world fades to black. When she comes to, she is alone. No man. No 911. No injured person. But she can't forget the look of terror she saw on that face in the instant before her headlights swung away. And she can't get anyone to believe her story--except maybe a handsome ex-homicide detective turned private eye, who reluctantly agrees to take on the case.

As clues begin to surface, it becomes obvious that someone doesn't want this mystery solved--and will stop at nothing to protect a shocking secret.

VANISHED is the first book in Ms. Hannon’s exciting new series A Private Justice. I couldn’t help but fall in love with Cal, the handsome ex-police homicide detective who is healing from deep wounds of his own. Moira is certain of what she saw, but no proof, except for a nagging conviction. She’s frustrated when no one believes her, but can’t forget the terror in the woman’s eyes and has to help—somehow.

It is easy to figure out who the bad guy is. I had it figured out in the first few chapters. But the reasons behind is not so easily discerned. I had to keep reading to see why, and how Cal and Moira would eventually figure it out. Not only that, but the sexual tension is palatable. Love Ms. Hannon’s romantic suspense books.  $14.99. 336 pages. 5 stars. 

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