Survivor
- Narrated by: Nick J. Russo
- Length: 5 hrs and 33 mins
- Unabridged
- Release date: 01-30-18
- Language: English
- Publisher: TTC Publishing
when he is only thirteen years old—his parents killed, leaving him alone and
orphaned. With no living relatives, he’d certainly be another statistic if not
for the intervention of the policeman who found Taylor in the crawl space where
his mother hid him that fateful night. Despite the tragedy and resulting
anguish in his life, Taylor knows how lucky he is.
But Taylor isn’t the only person returning to Dallas, and while Frank is distracted by his own conflicting feelings and the new bond growing between the two, the past creeps up on them, determined to finish what was started ten years earlier.
Wow! AWESOME story! Gripped me from the very start. Loved the premise. Nick J Russo did a fantastic job with the characters. Highly recommend!
May-december, Friends to Lovers, touch of suspense. Nick J Russo is a favorite narrator of mine and I can never tire of him. His voice is smooth and his pacing s more like telling a story not reading it. I love his voices for both Taylor and Frank and how distinctive they are. This is on my to listen to again list!
Caleb stayed on the grass just a few steps from the front door while Frank made his way over to the woman, hand resting on his gun. “I’m Officer Frank Moore of the Dallas Police Department; are you the person that called 911?”
“Yes.” The woman wrung her hands together, eyes darting to the house behind Frank. She seemed rattled, concerned.
Frank looked back over his shoulder, eyes meeting Caleb’s as he made a circular motion with one finger alerting his partner to the fact that they might not be the only three people in the area. Caleb nodded once, lifting his hand to rest on his holstered weapon. Turning his attention back to the woman, Frank was ready to find out who she was and what had her looking as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. “Can you tell me why you placed a call to 911 Mrs.…” He trailed off.
“Waters, Thelma Waters. I called because I think someone broke into the Langford house.” She pointed toward the house behind him.
Frank turned to Caleb who was shaking his head, apparently not seeing anything that would be a threat or give him cause to think something was amiss in the home. Before he could say anything else to Mrs. Waters, she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him around the side of the Langford home, talking about a mile a minute. “Not there; it’s back here. I was in the living room watching I Love Lucy because my husband hates the show, won’t watch it with me, so I have to wait until he’s asleep. So I was in my living room.” Mrs. Waters paused briefly, pointing at the house to the right of the Langford home where Frank could see the soft glow of a television lighting up the empty room through the large bay windows. “And I thought I heard raised voices, a man and a woman arguing, which was odd—Emily and Sean never argue. They are just the cutest, sweetest couple, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard a harsh word from either one of them.”
“Mrs. Waters,” Frank tried to interject as they came around the side of the house, stepping onto the large, concrete patio. That’s when he saw it: the screen had been removed from a window, and the glass was broken. Thelma had started babbling again but Frank tuned her out and reached for the two-way radio on his shoulder. “Caleb, we’ve got a possible point of entry at the back of the house. Call it in and get us some backup.”
Caleb’s voice traveled through the radio. “10-4, partner.”
“Mrs. Waters, I’m going to need you to go back inside your house and lock all the doors. We don’t know who or what is inside the home or in the immediate area.” She looked uncertain and opened her mouth to speak, but seemed to think better of it. “Thank you, ma’am. Now you say the owners of the home are Emily and Sean Langford, is that correct?”
“Yes.” She gave him a jerky head nod. “Emily, Sean, and Taylor.”
Frank froze. “Taylor?”
Her head was still bobbing up and down from the last question. “Their son, adorable little thing. I think I saw him playing in the yard yesterday, but I can’t remember for certain.”
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A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be foundcurled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.
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