Running from the Past

By Lisa Worrall

Ford Mitchell, deputy sheriff, has to transport a prisoner from his tiny hometown in Alaska to Miami, where the man is wanted on outstanding drug charges, and the murder of a prostitute. A simple enough task, except the prisoner in question is his lover. Was everything about Noah a lie? Everything he said? Everything he felt?

When Noah Beckett arrived in Eagle River, he thought he'd run far enough. That he could build a life here, and he had. A wonderful life with Ford Mitchell. A life he thought he'd never have. But then his past finds him, even in the far-reaching snows of Alaska and his perfect world comes tumbling down. Now he's headed back to Miami to answer for crimes he didn't commit. But how can he convince Ford he's innocent?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lisa Worrall
• Release date: Nov 11, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370385638

Lisa Worrall

I live in Leigh on Sea, a small seaside town just outside London on the coast of Essex, about ten minutes from Southend, which boasts the longest pier in the world. I live with my partner and two ever-growing children, who I let think are the boss of me; along with a dog who actually is. As the wonderful Beatrix Potter said, "There is something delicious about writing the first words of a new story. You never quite know where they'll take you." I know exactly what she means and hope you'll join me for the ride.

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Why me? Ford complained. His sandy blond hair fell into his face and he absently brushed it back, a habit born of many years’ experience. Isn’t it enough that I arrested the son of a bitch, now you want me to hold his hand on the way back to Miami? He glared at the sheriff, knowing by the stoic expression on the older man’s face, the subject was not open for discussion. Come on, Dad… what about the extended vacation you promised me?

Once you hand him over to the DEA, consider yourself on vacation, Will Mitchell replied, looking back down at the extradition paperwork in front of him. They want my best man on this one, Ford, and that’s you. He raised a sardonic eyebrow. What do you want me to do, send Arnie? He chuckled at the roll of Ford’s green eyes when he mentioned Eagle River’s other deputy. Arnie was just about ready to retire or keel over, no one was sure which would come first. Come on, son, let’s face it, you know Beckett better than his mother does, so go home and pack up your Speedos, you’re going to Miami.

Back at his desk in the outer office, Ford flopped down onto the chair. This was not happening to him. This could not happen to him. Why was this happening to him? He’d made the arrest, hadn’t he? Probably the biggest arrest in the history of Eagle River since Manny Webber got drunk and killed his wife because she forgot to put sugar in his coffee. He’d slapped the cuffs on Beckett himself, read him his rights, and now all he wanted to do was forget he’d ever laid eyes on the lowlife. Instead, he had to hand-deliver the lying scumbag to the Miami DEA, who shouldn’t have let him get away in the first place. If they hadn’t he wouldn’t have… they wouldn’t have—nope, he wasn’t going there. Ford grabbed the thought and firmly pushed it aside before it could take him down a road he had no desire to travel. He fired up his PC and Googled flights to Miami.

"For God’s sake,