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She might look like a killer, but is she? #Excerpt from VIOLATED

by | May 10, 2016 | Brandon Fisher FBI Series |

Paige is accused of killing her friend’s rapist, but she’s forced to relive the past when Jack, her superior shows up to help her out.

Excerpt from Violated, Chapter 11:

“When it first happened, Natasha lived in denial, talking as if she could handle what had happened to her. She was raped the night before we were to fly home, but she only told me at the airport when we were about to board. See, we’d been sharing a room, and when she didn’t return from the club with me, I didn’t think…” She sniffled and wiped away tears that fell. “I was young. I should have known better. I thought it was all fun and games. Nothing in my world had ever been dark like that. For lack of a better analogy, it was all sunshine and lollipops.” She paused, glancing up at Jack. Her heart ached so much, she thought it must have fractured in her chest. “She was always the life of the party. I should have looked out for her.”

“What happened wasn’t your fault.”

“It was.” She met Jack’s gaze. The reflection in his eyes mirrored hers, and the condemnation was fierce. “If I had been a better friend, I would have watched after her more closely. If I had been thinking, I would have noticed…”

“Noticed what?”

She swallowed roughly. “There were a few guys hanging around her.” She’d never admitted to observing this before now. She was even afraid of confessing it to herself.

“Ferris and his friends?”

“Yeah.” She worried her lip.

“There’s no way you could have known their intentions.”

“I wish I could believe that. All four of them raped her, Jack. It was my fault.” The weight of the confession grounded her to the chair, rendering her paralyzed.

“None of this was your fault.” His voice was soothing. He was trying.

She shook her head. “Nope, it was.” More tears came, and she let them fall freely. She spoke through sobs. “When I found out she was raped, I did everything I could to help her. Natasha refused to get help or go to the police so I went on her behalf. But since she didn’t report the rape in Cancun—”

“There wasn’t a legal stand.”

Paige nodded. Tears were dripping off her chin now. “There was nothing the local police back home could do. Natasha was gang-raped and she’d have no justice.” Her eyes snapped to Jack. “But I didn’t make it, Jack, not this way. I didn’t kill Ferris.”

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