Soulmates (ON HOLD)

Soulmates (ON HOLD)

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It happened in the library. At least for Carla it started there. But for Ekon his story is different. For him it was the subway and a mysterious girl named Layla. Carla gets convinced that she should go after him. Even though she doesn't want to, when writing shows up on your arm one day and someone tells you that it is your soulmate last words. Why would you go after him? With a very persistent friend, Tinley, Carla sets out to find her soulmate only to find that he has no soul and it was done by Layla someone who ends up helping Carla try to find answers.
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Cindy Powell uses detective work that she learned from her father as a young girl in her job as a real estate mogul Benson Easton's assistant. Benson needs to know every detail about an associate before doing business with them. It's Cindy who digs up that information. When she has a complex case, she requests help from her police detective boyfriend, Sam. While investigating several new possible clients for Easton Real Estate, she receives threatening messages. Someone has something to hide, and they'll do anything to keep their secrets buried. Cindy becomes targeted the deeper she delves into their life. *** I wake up disorientated, with my head pounding. I touch the sensitive spot on my temple. My hands are extended and handcuffed to a water pipe. I take a moment to glance around the room that is now my prison. Slowly, everything comes back to me. How will Sam find me now? I gasp when I hear the door above me squeak open. I close my eyes while I listen to the heavy footsteps descending the stairs. "Please hurry, Sam," I whisper to myself in despair.

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