Project Description

Here is Book Two of the popular, In the Deep End Series.

This captivating family saga continues with Hawke returning to live in New Zealand, leaving his American family behind in Los Angeles.

On his return home to the USA, Hawke reveals his detailed criminal plan to his ‘father,’ Fred Davis, so they can accumulate enough hard cash to clear their debts and enjoy life.

With heart-stopping moments that will leave you holding your breath as the pair unveil shrewd solutions to the both family’s ills.

Hawke suffers health issues and the true paternity of his genetics is revealed. The story follows the next generation as romance blossoms and truth begins to bubble to the surface.

WARNING: If you suffer with anxiety or heart problems it’s best you leave this book to more hardened souls!

ISBN: In the Deep End – Book Two | PRINT: 9780958231466 | KINDLE: 9780958231473
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Book Excerpt, Chapter 1 – Book 2

Hawke slammed his foot down as he sped out of the corner, swinging the steering wheel to the right, the wheels barely gripping the winding road along the treacherous precipice. The second-hand black Corvette hugged the tarred surface, its rear back tires almost fishtailed in the night, flicking loose gravel across the snaking road.

He didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. His fury out-matched his racing heart as he grit his jaw, shoving the gear-stick backward into fourth and thrusting the accelerator to the floor. The engine roared as he spun the overheated vehicle into the next steep bend. The headlights scanned back and forth as he swerved from one side to the other, powering up the vertical climb. They were the only car lights for miles as he drove to the pinnacle of the mountain. He slowed skidded to an abrupt stop in a rest area on the cliff-side of the road.
He checked his cell phone at 2.23am.

Hawke wished he hadn’t given up smoking. This was the time to light up and calm down. His muscular forearms tensed, clutching the steering wheel with both hands as he threw back his head and unleashed a loud groan. He could’ve killed himself driving like a maniac, he thought. That would’ve been a solution. He gripped and let go of the leather-clad steering wheel a few times, attempting to slow his agitated breathing.

After several minutes, he pushed himself back into the leather seat and glanced outside towards the deep valley below. The dark shapes of the rugged, sharp surfaces of the cliff-side seemed pitted against his will. Small silhouettes of low shrub and tussock grasses formed ominous shadows clinging to the cliff face as they teased him about driving over the side into the narrow gorge below. Within seconds he raised his tormented gaze upwards, focusing on the dark horizon.

He reached for the door handle and let himself out of the car. Hawke squinted over the roof of the Corvette at the vast horizon before slamming the door shut and walking to the cliff edge. Standing still for a few moments, he scanned the panoramic view. A low metal barrier with an obscure warning sign to his right didn’t stop him from stepping over onto the open cliff edge. He took another small step and leaned forward into the oncoming breeze. Looking down into the rocky gorge, he could see the occasional glint of the river slithering its way over hard-edged boulders, and flashes of white reminded him of the overpowering force that lay below, waiting for him only a few steps away. He could feel the pull, the yearning to step out over the edge.

He exhaled and stepped back, feeling the low metal guard-rail pressing behind his knees. The rising breeze blew his hair across his face as he felt his cell phone vibrate in his jeans pocket. The sound seemed to shake him back from the brink of insanity. Had he lost his mind? Has he lost his sense of reality? He shoved his hand into his pocket, withdrawing the phone. It was Tracy. He hesitated, thrusting it back in his pocket, and stepped over the barrier before walking back to the waiting car.

He slumped into the comfort of the warm leather driver’s seat and blew out a deep breath. Pressing the palms of his hands over his eyes, Hawke raked his fingers through his hair and gave a loud sigh of relief. The escaping breath seemed to ease the rising tension as he turned the key and started the ignition

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