Invisible Synopsis
They found each other. Then the
killer found them.
Detective Jackson “Jax” McKenna walks into a psychologist’s office and
finds that the doctor bears a striking resemblance to his first love, Lainie, who
disappeared ten years ago after their disastrous first date ended in violence.
Dr. Elizabeth Parker is really Elaine Wilson, Jax’s Lainie. She’s been in hiding since the night that
changed both their lives. Jax discovers
the truth when the killer lets Lainie know he’s found her. When Jax and Lainie go on the run to keep
Lainie safe, old feelings resurface as the killer threatens their lives. Can Jax save Lainie and help her stay
Invisible?
Excerpt:
“Dr. Parker? Your four o’clock
appointment is here.” Sheila’s announcement made me jump and when I looked at
the clock, I realized how much time had passed while I was deep in thought. This
was the last appointment of the week, and I was ready for a couple of days off
to unwind.
I shuffled the papers on my desk and
found the new patient file I’d been reading when Sheila called. The file
included official documents from police department internal affairs for a
psychological evaluation. I’ve seen several of these orders over the years.
It’s protocol whenever an active officer is wounded in the line of duty and is
required before they’re allowed to return to work. I reached for the folder and
pressed the intercom button. “Sheila, please send him in as soon as he’s filled
out the insurance paperwork. Thank you.”
Sheila knew to give me a few extra
minutes to allow time to limp to the conversation area to set the stage and sit
in my customary spot. I preferred not to begin sessions with the inevitable
questions about my own disability. The people who came to see me were in need
of my expertise and compassion. It was all about their healing, not mine.
The name on the file folder, J. McKenna,
gave me a chill. He was wounded in the line of duty, shot by a bank robbery
suspect. Seeing the name reminded me of where I came from and why I was in
hiding. I pushed the memories down. I’m
not that person anymore. That person doesn’t exist. It wasn’t necessary to
touch the locket underneath my sweater as a reminder, but it had become a
nervous habit. The locket was the only thing I kept from that life.
The door opened, and Sheila showed my
patient in and as my eyes met his, my heart stopped for what seemed like hours.
After reading the file, I was afraid of this. How many Jackson McKennas could
there be? The hair is shorter, and the
face is older, but it’s him, I would know those eyes anywhere. Jackson McKenna.
He was my first love and indirectly the reason I have to use a cane to walk
farther than across the room.
I cleared my throat and stood, reaching
out to shake his hand as I would with any new patient, hoping he didn’t
recognize me.
“I’m Dr. Parker. Please make yourself
comfortable, Officer McKenna, and we can get started.”
When I realized his right arm was in a
sling, I dropped mine back to my side. I picked up my notepad and pen, hoping
he didn’t see the way my hands were shaking.
“It’s actually Detective, not Officer.”
He sat on the couch across from me and
looked at me with those hazel eyes that have haunted my dreams for ten years,
and then he shook his head.
“You remind me of someone I used to know
a long time ago.”
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