Seven Days Grace (A Grace Rose Novel Book 1) Read Free

moments to see if she could fight off her attacker. This was not part of his routine surveillance and his mind wrestled with his heart as he reached for the sliding door handle. With one eye still surveying the scene in front of him , he stopped. Someone had come to her rescue. His chest collapsed with relief. He gazed at her as she thanked her Good Samaritan and then dashed off. He wanted to chase after her , make sure she was unscathed yet he remained fused to his seat.

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    As soo n as the front door shut behind her she locked it , at last she felt safe in her own home. Grace pulled out the package and ripped off the wrapping. She was determined to put the attack out of her mind. Hmm , it ’ s a piece of paper with something hard inside.
    Surprised to see she was shaking a little , Grace opened the paper and found it contained a memory stick. There was a note on the paper.
    Grac e ,
    Thank you for meeting me this morning. It is difficult for me to see you for long periods of time as they are watching. The last thing I want is for them to find you and to, wel l , for anything to happen to you. I must be careful. These people are serious and they mean business. We must have minimal contact. I will ensure you have all the information you require to uncover the plans of these horrendousoffenses against the innocent. Please do n ’ t take this lightly. These people need to be brought to justice and I need your help to do it. Go through everything you have found in this package. I promise you wo n ’ t regret this as it will be a story to set you up for the career you have longed for. I will be in touch soon.
    No salutation and the promise to help with my career again. Hmm. She picked up her laptop from the living room with one hand , opened it with the other and stuck the stick in its side. As she waited for the computer to start up , something that never happened quick enough for her , she put the kettle on and threw some cereal and milk in a bowl. Perhaps it ’ s time to replace this old clunker.
    ‘ Right , what do we have here? ’ she asked her two-year-old , black cat as he jumped onto the kitchen bench. ‘ Shadow , you know you ’ re not allowed up here. ’ She picked him up and put him off. This time he complied yet continued to wrap his body and tail around her legs.
    A box opened on her screen and revealed three folders labelled Letters , Photos and Maps . She double-clicked on each one to reveal their contents. She cascaded the windows realising the amount of content contained within each one would take hours to sort through. There were at least fifty files in each folder. She began opening files and scanning information. Some of it appeared straight forward such as the business letters , while the maps – she guessed they were topographical and satellite images – she had no idea about. There were hundreds of pictures of police executives , politicians , celebrities and sports stars , past and present , at all kinds of events.
    ‘ Why would he have masses of photos of all these politicians? This guy must be tied up in some sort of political scandal. Maps. That ’ s great. I will have to get an expert to look at these. And there were letters on official business letterhead along with documents to foreign countries such as Dubai , Africa and England. I hope he doesn ’ t expect me to figure all this out in five minutes. ’ She was talking to the cat again , a habit she ’ d tried to break many times but realised she enjoyed the company and he was great at keeping secrets. ‘ What do you think , Bub? ’ It was a nickname she ’ d given him since he was a kitten and small enough to fit in the palm of her hand.
    He looked over at her , meowed and continued licking at the milk in her cereal bowl. ‘ That ’ s brilliant. Thanks for eating my breakfast. ’ She picked it up and put it on the floor for him to finish. ‘ You are a great help , by the way. Oh ,’ she said looking back at the information ,