About Eliza:
Eliza Daly’s
first attempt at creative writing was in fourth grade. She and her friends were
huge Charlie’s Angels fans and she would sit in her bedroom at night writing
scripts for them to act out at recess the following day. She was Kelly Garrett.
Fast forward to the present, she’s still writing stories about beautiful women
who always get their men. The journey from fourth grade script writer to
published author wasn’t an easy one, but it was always an adventure and the
final destination was well worth it.
When Eliza
isn’t traveling for her job as an event planner, or tracing her ancestry roots
through Ireland, she’s at home in Milwaukee working on her next novel, bouncing
ideas off her husband Mark, and her cats Quigley, Frankie, and Sammy.
You can find
Eliza on the web at:
Blurb:
When Olivia Doyle’s father dies under suspicious circumstances, rather
than inheriting a family fortune, she inherits a new identity. She learns they
were placed in the Federal Witness Protection Program when she was five years
old. Her father was involved in an art forgery ring and testified against the
mob. Brought up not to trust anyone, Olivia has a difficult time relying on
U.S. Marshal Ethan Ryder to protect her, and to keep her secret. She fears her
father may have continued his life of crime through her art gallery. She has
little choice but to depend on Ethan when she realizes someone is now after
her. Olivia’s search for the truth leads her and Ethan across country to a
family and past she doesn’t remember.
At the age of ten, Ethan witnessed a brutal murder. He vowed when he
grew up, he’d protect people in danger. Protecting Olivia is difficult when she
won’t trust him. He soon realizes his desire to protect her goes beyond doing
his job, but if his judgment becomes clouded by emotions, her safety could be
jeopardized.
Can Ethan and Olivia learn to trust each other when they uncover
secrets that will change their lives forever?
Excerpt:
Olivia stood paralyzed, her mind racing, trying to
comprehend the letter. Was this some kind of sick joke? For the past
twenty-four years her dad had lived in fear that somebody would hurt them? What
had forced him to leave behind everyone he’d loved? Everyone she’d probably
loved, but obviously couldn’t remember. And if her mom wasn’t buried in San
Francisco, whose grave had Olivia been visiting here all these years? She tried
to hold the letter steady in her trembling hands. Of course it was vague. Her
dad had been a man of few words. However, these few words expressed a lot of
emotion, something he’d never been good at doing.
“Is everything all right?” Father Clifford’s voice
penetrated her thoughts.
Concern creased the older man’s brow and from the curiosity
filling his gray eyes, he had no clue what the envelope contained. Her dad
hadn’t even trusted a priest with his secret. Her dad had been the only person
she’d ever really trusted, and it turned out she hadn’t truly known him.
She merely nodded, unable to find her voice. She inhaled a
deep breath. The scent of beeswax candles and incense did little to calm the
panic racing through her veins. She unfolded a clipping from a Chicago
newspaper, dated twenty-four years ago. The headline read Art Dealer in Bed
with Mob Blows Whistle on Forgery Ring and Vinnie Carlucci. The article
included a photo of police officers escorting her dad. She started reading the
article. Prominent Chicago art dealer Andrew Donovan confesses to having sold
more than a hundred forgeries...
Her stomach dropped. She slapped a hand over her mouth,
certain she was about to vomit right there on the pew.
Her dad had been a criminal.
The nature of his crime made it all the more surreal.
She stared in disbelief at the papers in her hand. His name
had been Andrew Donovan, not Alex Doyle. Her last name was Donovan. Was her
first name actually Olivia? Instead of inheriting a family fortune, she’d
inherited a new identity.
Or rather, an old one.
4 comments:
Will she find the family her father left?
lyra.lucky7 at gmail dot com
really love the idea behind this book, very different :)
lilypondreads at gmail dot com
Im really curious about what happened to Olivia's dad!
oddball2003 at hotmail dot com
Very nice excerpt
bn100candg at hotmail dot com
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