Love Behind Enemy Lines
Autor Jeanette Andersonen Limba Engleză Hardback – 28 noi 2020
After years of separation, Efron, now twenty-two and an Israeli soldier, finds Jannah being transported from an Israeli prison. He reaches out to win her trust, but with every fiber of Jannah's soul, down to the marrow aching in her bones, she has vowed that the Israelis will pay for killing her family.
When Jannah must decide whether to get medical aid for Efron to save his life, or turn him in for a prisoner exchange, which will inevitably include torture, they become trapped indoors. The one-time friends struggle with how they will survive amid spies, murders, and kidnappings, and ultimately rise above the lies and betrayal to find peace.
A Palestinian bomber, suicide recruiter, and terrorist may hold the secret to freeing Jannah from her dark abyss of revenge. But that revelation will force her to choose between letting the man live who massacred her family and dying herself.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781636842394
ISBN-10: 1636842399
Pagini: 272
Dimensiuni: 157 x 235 x 19 mm
Greutate: 0.53 kg
Editura: Jeanette Anderson
ISBN-10: 1636842399
Pagini: 272
Dimensiuni: 157 x 235 x 19 mm
Greutate: 0.53 kg
Editura: Jeanette Anderson
Notă biografică
Born in the California, Bay area, I'm in love with the ocean and try get to the beach someplace around the world at least once a year. I enjoy hiking and bicycling. I never thought I'd get to college, see a UFO or visit the city of Pompeii, but I've done them all. Ours is a blended family of eight children and their spouses, fourteen grandchildren and one great-grandchild, making it a very long dinner table during the holidays. Years ago, I was steering down the steep, windy lane from the Sundance Ski Resort when my heart began to pound. The car behind me had closed the gap between us on the mountainside. Maybe he was a psychopath who would drive me off the road, attack and stab me to death. Maybe I was being chased by my handsome lover who had begged me not to leave him, was aching to hold me in his arms and wouldn't let me go. Maybe it was both. My hands froze on the steering wheel when at the T-junction the suspicious driver pulled up beside me. When he turned in the opposite direction, and the chase was over, I decided it was time. As an accomplished and published ghost writer with over twenty-five years of experience, my subconscious was calling me to enter the world of fiction. Its been a wonderful adventure to follow that voice.