About the Book
Fire rains from above as they fight to discover the truth and stay alive.
In the shadow of a threatening volcano, long-haul trucker Kit Garrido wakes up in her crashed big rig, unable to recall what happened or why she's suddenly in possession of someone's baby. Fiercely independent, she has to admit that perhaps this time she could use a little help.PURCHASE LINKS: Goodreads | Revell | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Bookshop
Excerpt
He was still scanning the horizon, lost in thought. His gaze wandered back over the contents
of her cab, the wrecked steering wheel, the imploded glass. Eyes narrowing, he suddenly went
still for a long moment before he let out a low whistle. “We’ve got more problems than a math
textbook.”
She felt like laughing. “Besides the fact that I was in a crash and now we’re stranded
somewhere in an evacuation area near a volcano that’s about to erupt?”
He scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “Yeah, besides that.”
She tried for a calming breath, but it hurt coming in and going out. “Like what?”
He pointed. “Take a look for yourself.”
At first she could not understand the significance of the little round hole punched in the driver’s
side window or the second one two inches below it. “Are those . . .”
“Bullet holes. Yes, ma’am.”
She gaped. “Someone . . . shot at me?”
“Appears that way. Could explain why you crashed.” “Who would do that?”
“Great question. Carrying precious cargo?” “I don’t—”
He cut her off with a sigh. “Remember. Right.”
A shooter had tried to kill her? Steal her cargo? And was possibly still out there? Cullen stood
motionless, watch- ing her. He was a stranger . . . with no vehicle visible that she could see.
He indicated something else with a jut of his chin. She looked. A splotch of red caught her
attention, and she gasped. The small print on the passenger window was a bloody, partial
outline of a hand. Cold inched along her nerves.
His brows drew together, lines bracketing his fore- head. “Not your blood. You were still
strapped in when I arrived.”
“And not yours?”
He held up his calloused palms as if she were attempt- ing to rob him. “No blood, and that’s
a tiny print. I got big hands.”
Someone had pushed their way out of her truck. Some- one bleeding. “I was alone. I never
travel with anyone else.”
“Until today maybe.”
“No. I was alone.”
“Ms. Kit, we can talk about that after we’re clear of this location. Gotta get out. Take us
‘bout a half hour to reach my truck. Let’s stick to the trees in case whoever it is hasn’t
left.”
Dana Mentink, Fire Mountain
Revell, a division of Baker Publishing Group, © 2025. Used by permission
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thank you for sharing about Fire Mountain today :)
ReplyDeleteWas someone else in the truck? This sounds like a good book.
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