Much of her inspiration comes from her life in a small town and her love of all things suspense. Her perfect storm is when the two collide. Crime in a small town impacts everyone because of the close ties.
Angela lives in Texas with the three loves of her life; her husband Leslie and sons, Kyle and Chase. Other than writing, she loves coffee, 80’s music, hiking in Colorado and HGTV. She aspires to live a joyful life, always chase her dreams and never settle for mediocrity.
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Attempting to adjust to life without her, her husband, Kurt, accepts an opportunity to train with the FBI, reluctantly allowing their daughter, Lacy, to move in with a family friend. When the friend is kidnapped, it’s discovered Lacy was the intended target. Pursued by unknown assailants who will stop at nothing to catch her, Lacy finds herself scared and alone. She turns to her mother for protection, unaware that her mother’s secluded mountain sanctuary has become a prison. Alyson discovers she’s merely a pawn in the deadly game of a man she thought she knew. Secrets and lies draw her family onto a collision course with cold-blooded killers.
Her ill-fated decision has placed them all in danger, and she is forced to confront her enemy head-on to protect herself and her daughter. Now she must depend on a God she turned her back on and the husband she left behind to save them both.
“Alyson, what is this?” he screamed. Confused, Alyson jumped from the couch. “Who is Alex?” She stood and stared at him holding her laptop and reading her messages. No explanation was going to fix this. “He’s a friend of mine.” “A friend? A friend? He asked you to leave me. He wants you to move to Colorado with him. That’s more than a friend. How could you, Alyson?” “How could I what, Kurt? How could I want someone to talk to? How could I want more than spending every night alone? I’ll tell you one thing—I sure didn’t go looking for it. I went looking for you, but you were never there. So don’t put all this on me. I needed someone that had time for me and made me a priority.”
“You’re blaming me? You’re the one having an affair, but it’s my fault? Come on, Alyson. Who is this guy?” “He’s someone who loves me and wants to give me everything that I deserve. And yes, he does want me to come live with him.” “So you’re leaving? Just like that. You’re leaving your family for some loser you met online?”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do,” she spat out. She turned and came face to face with a wide-eyed Lacy. “I’m sorry, Lacy.” After about ten minutes of ugly accusations and even uglier names, Kurt just collapsed on the couch. Alyson went into her room and came out with her suitcase. The front door slammed, and then red lights pierced the black night.