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Restructuring, Changes to my Books, Weight Gain and More – Eve Rabi

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Hi all!

You may have noticed some changes with regards to my books. For example, Derailed is now titled, The Scorned Wife.
To avoid confusion among readers, and in the quest to improve our game, we’ve embarked on some overall restructuring, which affects some of my 30 published book titles, as well as series titles. It’s a pain in the butt, making all these changes, but to keep me selling books, which keeps me writing more stories for you, which I love to do, it was necessary. More changes will be made in the upcoming months.


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If you’re in the middle of reading about Scarlett (the bitch!) and her karma, you will have downloaded Ruins of Temptation by now. Scarlett has her final say in Ashes of Temptation – What goes around. The release date for Ashes will be announced on this blog in the next couple of weeks. As the SOBs at Facebook often hides posts, please follow this blog for updates, teasers, etc.
The Girl on Fire series has been restructured, but current readers will not be affected by these changes. New readers and anyone confused about the order of books, should refer to the links at the end of this blog, which explains the changes.


I’ve worked really hard to bring you the rest of the instalments in the Girl on Fire series (four books in six months! That’s right, a book every six weeks in the last six months!),  spending hours at my keyboard, pounding away, only getting up from my ergonomically designed, overpriced office chair (which doesn’t rock, by the way), to fetch another Mars Bar or hot chocolate, or chocolate mud cake, or strawberries dipped in chocolate …
For some reason, the weight has really piled on.
Luckily, it’s winter here, so I’ve fished out all my big coats, which hide a multitude of sins whenever I tear myself away from my laptop and leave the house (which is usually to get more chocolate and Diet Coke. ).
Anyway, nuff rambling …. where was I? Oh, yeah, changes to my books … right!
There are a few more books from different series in the pipeline, which will be released after Scarlett (the bitch!) is put to rest. So to speak. Wink! Wink!
I’m really excited about my new books, about six of them, which I plan to release in the upcoming months, after Ashes of Temptation.

Now, I’m off to grab some M & Ms. The ones with peanuts in them. Or maybe the ones with raisins in them. Or maybe the one with only milk chocolate in them. Wait! Maybe I can have … all three of them? Why stress myself out by having to choose?

See you later!  (That’s how we Aussies say goodbye. Don’t say I don’t never teach ya nuttin’.)
Eve Rabi 🙂

PS: Every year, on my birthday, 01 June, one of my personalities (I have many) reminds the others that I am getting old in a very unsympathetic manner. It’s kinda depressing, and it makes me attack a whole meat-lovers pizza (with extra mozzarella) and a box of Lindt chocolate.
Luckily, I don’t drink alcohol anymore (Gave it up for music and a free electric band) or I’d have drunk a bottle of New Zealand Chardonnay, then attacked said vicious personality with a Sharon Stone ice pick. Gave up alcohol and sugar to lose weight and find a husband, considering my husband passed away, God bless his soul. Fortunately chocolate does not have sugar, yet I am still husbandless.
Anyway, on that day, my birthday, I take photos of myself in inappropriate clothing, and then have a wild party (probably in an attempt to cling to my youth). Here are a few of those pics of me clinging.
PPS: I’m the one in black 🙂

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Updated list (June 2018) of Romantic Crime and Suspense books by Eve Rabi 

PAYBACK – Sometimes Karma takes so friggin’ long, you have to lend a hand (book 1 in the Payback Series FREE book)
ONE WAY OR ANOTHER (book 2 in the Payback Series)

THE OTHER MAN – It was more than an affair, it was a conspiracy of lies and deceit. (a standalone book)


THE OTHER WOMAN – An epic and jaw-dropping collision between a betrayed
wife and a cunning seductress (Book 1 – The Other Woman Series)
THE SCORNED WIFE – To win back her husband, the rejected wife must emulate the other woman. Become her if possible. (Book 2 in the Other Woman Series. Previously titled Derailed)


THE GOLD DIGGERS’s GUIDE TO SEDUCTION – Unfair, Underhanded and Downright Deceitful Seduction Tips ((Volume 1 in the Seduction series, penned by Scarlett Smyth-Murdoch-Callan from The Other Woman series)


LEAD ME INTO TEMPTATION – He may be a man of God, but he’s still just a man. (Book 1 in the Temptation Series)
TEMPTATION’S GRIP – A romantic crime & suspense novel about lust, infidelity and murder (Book 2 in the Temptation Series)
THE WHISPER OF TEMPTATION – The power of Love (Book 3 in the Temptation Series)
WRATH OF TEMPTATION – Hell Hath no Fury (Book 4 in the Temptation Series)
EMBERS OF TEMPTATION – You forget; lust burns bright, intensely, but extinguishes just as quickly – (Book 5 in the Temptation Series)
FRAGMENTS OF TEMPTATION – Careful where you step, ’cause there all hearts all over the floor. (Book 6 in the Temptation Series)
RUINS OF TEMPTATION – A forbidden touch, a treacherous heart, desires that cannot be denied. (Book 7 in the Temptation Series) Available now on Amazon
ASHES OF TEMPTATION – What goes around (Book 8 in the Temptation Series) coming soon


THE BEAST (book 1 in Gringa Series free for a limited time)
THE TAMING OF THE BEAST (Book 2 in the Gringa Series – free for a limited time)
BEAST OF MINE  (Books 3 and 4 combined, the final part of the Gringa series.)
BELOVED BEAST (The original ending to the GRINGA series. No longer for sale. However, once you’ve read Beloved Beast, you will know how to obtain this version free of charge)

DECEPTION – A Palace Full of Liars – Book 1
MORE THAN DECEPTION – A Palace Full of Liars – Book 2


BURN’S WORLD – Part One – Free book (comprises books one and two)
BURNS’S WORLD – Part Two  (comprises books three and four)

CAPTURED – My Sworn Enemy, My Secret Lover (book 1)
CAPTURED: My Sworn Enemy, My Secret Lover (original book two, no longer in publication)
CAPTURED FOREVER – My Sworn Enemy, My Secret Lover (book 2)

THE CHEAT – A Tale of Lies and Infidelity – Book 1 in a Tale of Lies and Infidelity Series
THE AFTERMATH OF CHEATING – A Tale of Lies and Infidelity – Book 2 in the Tale of Lies and Infidelity Series


STILL OBSESSED WITH ME –Book 2 in the Obsessed series

BETRAYED – He’d get his Girl at Any Cost

MY BROTHER, MY RIVAL – All out of love

MY BROTHER, MY RIVAL- How can I not love you?





Ruins of Temptation by Eve Rabi – Now available on Amazon!

Cover Ruins of Temptation 6 June 2018.jpgA forbidden touch, a treacherous heart, desires that cannot be denied.

Now available on Amazon!

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Yes, we’re ahead of schedule, so download now and enjoy another instalment on Scarlett’s antics!




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Fans of Girl on the Train and Gone Girl, The Affair, will be gripped by Eve Rabi’s riveting tale of love, lust and revenge.
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Ruins of Temptation – Eve Rabi

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“Joy! What are you doing here?”
The last person Drover expects to see on his doorstep is Joy. How she found out where he lives, he has no idea. Strangely, once he gets over his surprise, he is actually happy to see her.
“Hello, ex-husband! Is that the way you greet your ex-wife?” she asks in a sweet voice.

“Well, I …”

“You gonna ask me in or –”
“Come in! Come in!” He steps aside to allow her in.

She looks a little worse for wear – lines around her mouth and eyes, broken blood capillaries on her nose and cheeks, dishevelled and brittle hair, stains on her sweat suit, and she has put on weight. Since he’s last seen her, she appears to have aged. A lot.

Joy enters and looks around Drover’s home. “So, this really how you live these days?” Her voice is unmistakably critical.
“It’s okay,” Drover says in a defensive voice. “It’s all I need.” Mentally, he makes a note to get in a property stylist and fix the place.

“A far cry from the mansion we lived in,” she says in a sympathetic voice. “Poor Drover.”
Drover shrugs. “How are Daisy and Andrew?”
“Okay.” Her dismissive tone tells him that she does not want to discuss the children with him.

He gestures to a chair. “Coffee?”
“A beer would be great, thank you.”

Without thinking, he glances at his wristwatch. 8:58 A.M.

“Don’t be a prude now, Drover. It makes you look old and boring.”
“Okay.” He fetches her a beer and a Coke for himself.

Joy eyes him as she takes a sip of her beer. He’s in good shape, clean-shaven and neat. His shirt is creased, but other than that, he still looks good. Such a sharp contrast to Paul, who sports the look of a homeless man these days. Now that he’s no longer practicing law.

Imagine if I didn’t bring Paul into the house, Joy thinks. I would be sleeping next to this every night. Silly me.

“What brings you to Sydney?” Drover asks, shifting about in his chair. He has not seen Joy since he walked out of their house. Their speedy divorce was handled by their attorneys and since both parties cooperated, there was no need for face to face meetings.

“Okay, business …” Joy takes a sip of beer, puts it down and looks at him. “I’m curious as to how Jeff Pace could allow you to be involved in the Callan-Murdoch case?”

Her answer stuns Drover, and for a moment he just stares at her.

“I mean, you have declared your relationship with the defendant, right? The one you’ve dropped all charges against?”
Drover sucks in his bottom lip.

“The one whose husband you sent to prison?”

“Joy, I do not wish to discuss –”

“The one who lives in your property across the street?”

He stares at her in disbelief. How the hell did she know all of this?

“I’ve done my homework, Phillip,” she says, before she takes another swig of beer.

“What do you want, Joy?”
“All three of your properties.”

His jaw drops.

She drinks up.
“Joy … are you fucking nuts?”

“And I want her kicked out of that property. I do not want her living in it.”

“You want me to put her out? She has children!”

Staying focused, Joy reaches into her bag and pulls out a stack of papers. “I’ve made things easy for you by drawing up the documents. I will be trustee, after you resign of course. All I need is your signature and I’ll do the rest.”

Drover stares unblinking at Joy. “You drew up the paperwork?”
She nods and pushes it over to him.

He shoves the papers back at her. “Go fuck yourself!”

“I’m with Paul, still, so he’ll do all the fucking, thank you very much.” She smiles. “You on the other hand, will be fucked and disbarred, Drover. And the scandal at the offices of the Public Prosecutor? It will be huge, Drover. They may be forced to review the case against Love, retry her husband, and charges may even be levelled against you. Who knows, you may even face imprisonment.”

Drover stares at his ex-wife. She was right – everything that she said could happen. “I’ll take my chances,” he says, scraping back his chair and getting to his feet. “I don’t do blackmail.” He heads for the door.
“There will be pressure for Love to stand trial for her participation – I’ll campaign to make sure she does.”

Drover freezes.

Joy takes another swig of beer.

Drover slowly turns around to look at Joy. She jerks her chin toward his chair. After a slight hesitation, Drover walks back and stands behind his chair, his jaw clamped.

She smiles at him.

“How did you become this way, Joy? Where is the woman I married? The one I fell in love with? Huh?”
“She died when you cheated on her with that fucking waif, Drover!”
“No.” He shakes his head. “The joy I married, she wasn’t malicious. No, and I refuse to believe she could have morphed into this … this vicious woman sitting across me right now. This blackmailer. Paul is behind this, right? It has to be his idea.”

Joy’s wave is dismissive. “Regardless, I want your property portfolio, or I will bring you down, Drover. You and all those around you. It will be huge, it will be ugly.” She taps the document in front of him. “I’m not playing.”

Drover is at a loss for words. He flirts with the idea of succumbing, simply to avoid the case against Love being re-opened. What if he caves and gives in? Love and her children will be on the street. Okay, he can still help her out, but he knows that the blackmail will never end. He believes he will not be just fighting Joy, he will be fighting Paul as well. Paul was always underhanded. When they were young and in school, Drover regarded Paul’s antics as daring, amusing, entertaining, even. Paul was the bad boy, the risk taker, fearless and shrewd. He broke into neighbours’ homes and stole for weed, booze and for just partying in general. Petty thieving, so it was all fun seeing what he could get away with. Drover and Joy would laugh it all off when Paul bragged about his escapades. As they grew older, Paul became addicted to cocaine and booze, and his thieving escalated to more than petty crimes to fund his habit. Paul was a smart, shrewd attorney who represented big, unethical clients, so he commanded top dollar. However, he was always broke because of his drug habit. Unable to pay his bills, Paul pushed his brand-new Porsche into a lake, then reported it stolen. When he filed an insurance claim against it, the insurance company investigated. They then denied his claim and filed a charge of insurance fraud against Paul. Paul needed Drover’s help in providing him with an alibi. Drover refused to get involved. Paul became livid with Drover, they argued about it, and a wedge formed between the two friends. Drover didn’t care what Paul thought and began to distance himself from his friend.

Paul fired back by sleeping with Drover’s girl, Joy. She fell for the bad-boy image and had an affair with Paul. Drover immediately ended the relationship with Joy. She begged him to reconsider, saying she had made a mistake while intoxicated. Drover refused. Joy ended up falling pregnant by Paul. She married him and had another baby with him. Paul was eventually disbarred for using misusing money from a client’s trust account. Broke, unemployed, and with two small children to feed, Paul began to drink heavily and took out his frustrations on Joy and the children.

Joy called Drover from a women’s shelter one night and begged for his help.

He helped her, and slowly they rekindled their friendship. Drover fell in love with Andrew and Daisy, and they took to him right away, having never really bonded with Paul. After a long courtship, Joy and Drover managed to put the past behind them and resumed their relationship. Paul wanted nothing to do with Joy or his children, so Drover was the only father that Daisy and Andrew recognized. Until now – Drover believes that they may now consider Paul their father once again, a thought that hurts, even though it shouldn’t.

“Well?” Joy asks.

Drover stands up. “Say hello to the kids for me,” he says as he walks to the door and throws it open.

A look of surprise flits over Joy’s face.

“Say hello to attorney Stacy Wilson,” Joy says as she stands up. “Heard you’re about to adopt her.” Her smile is mocking.

Drover shakes his head. “Private detective?”
She nods. “How else?”

“Well, you should fire your P.I. because she’s a paralegal, not an attorney.”
“Oh, that explains the photos of the two of you on Instagram.”
Drover rubs his eye. Shit! He hates it when Stacy takes photos of them and posts them on social media.

“And on snapchat,” Joy continues in her mocking voice. “And Facebook, and all her other social media accounts. Who would have thought you’d be a vegan one day? I didn’t. You’re a meat and … more meat type of man. Well, that’s what I thought. Who would have thought you’d like fat-free, dairy-free, sugar-free vegan ice cream?”
“So you’re stalking me, then?” Drover says. “Stalking us?”
“Well, that little girl wants the world and his wife to see her every move, Drover. How can you blame me?” She gives him a saccharine smile. “It’s soooo sweet. Reminds me of my daughter – she’s always posting on social media. Kids that age … why you shaking your head, Drover?”

“Well, Joy, you know … I have always been there for you. From the time we were little, I’ve been someone you could rely on. So, I’m baffled as to why you’d want to destroy your strength? Who’ve you got other than me? Huh?” Before she can answer, he says, “Please don’t lie to yourself that Paul is there for you, that you have Paul, because we all know that Paul is only there for Paul, not even for his kids. You and I both know that. You wrote to him and asked him to attend Andrew sixteenth birthday – I know you did, because I saw your sent email. He told you to fuck off. He didn’t care about his children, but I cared, and I gave all I could to them. So why would you want to hurt me like this?”

Joy shrugs.

“I never meant to hurt you. I was lonely, lost with you and I had no hope, so I latched onto … onto a vine on a slippery slope, Joy, that’s all. A lifeline. But when push came to shove, Joy, when you came back into my life, I chose you, not her. Did you forget that?”
“You finished, Drover?”

“I put you before her, even though I could easily have gone the other way. I loved you and cared enough for you, to put you first.”

“Are you fin—”
“Let’s hope you don’t need me one day, Joy. Because you are burning a very vital bridge right now. The only lifeline you have ever had in your entire life. The only support in your children’s life, because you know that I love those children like my own.”
Joy’s response is to let out a long breath.

“Yes, Joy, I am finished.”

She sashays out of the house.

End of Excerpt 


Available 26 June 2018.

This is not a stand-alone book. It is one of the books in the Girl on Fire Series.Read The Other Woman (an epic and jaw-dropping collision between a betrayed wife and a cunning seductress),  which is available on #KindleUnlimited, Please read before you read this book. Fans of Girl on the Train and Gone Girl, The Affair, will be gripped by Eve Rabi’s riveting tale of love, lust and revenge.

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RUINS OF TEMPTATION – Girl on Fire Series by Eve Rabi

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Book 12 in the Girl on Fire series available 26 June 2018!

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Available 26 June 2018

This is not a stand-alone book. It is one of the books in the Girl on Fire Series.
Read The Other Woman (an epic and jaw-dropping collision between a betrayed wife and a cunning seductress),  which is available on #KindleUnlimited, Please read before you read this book. 
Fans of Girl on the Train and Gone Girl, The Affair, will be gripped by Eve Rabi’s riveting tale of love, lust and revenge.
#RomanticCrime #RomanticSuspense #StoriesofRevenge #VigilanteJustice #FreeonKindleUnlimited #LoveTriangles#TheOtherWoman

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FRAGMENTS OF TEMPTATION – Girl on Fire Series by Eve Rabi









Book 11 in the Girl on Fire Series is now available on Amazon.


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This is not a stand-alone book. It is one of the books in the Girl on Fire Series.
Read The Other Woman (an epic and jaw-dropping collision between a betrayed wife and a cunning seductress),  which is available on #KindleUnlimited, Please read before you read this book. (.99 cents for a limited time!)
Fans of Girl on the Train and Gone Girl, The Affair, will love Eve Rabi’s tale of love, lust and revenge.
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I have just learned that my U.K. readers aren’t able to access Embers of Temptation, from the Girl on Fire series. This is most disappointing for me, and my readers, who I know have been waiting impatiently for the next instalment in the series.
Here I am, forfeiting Zumba dance classes to bring out the book in record time, only to have some Amazonian glitch f**king up my book release! Why do bad things happen to good people?

Anyway, I have contacted Amazon via their “helpful” chat line, told them off, threatened to fire every one of them, using CAPS and six !!!!!! after each of my threats. Even though I am unable to fire them because they are Goliath and I am … well, David’s third wife. So, to speak.

I do believe my threats have scared the JeffBezos out of them, for they are working around the clock, forfeiting lunch and chai breaks to resolve the issue so that my beloved U.K. readers can access this book.
Well, I … I think they might forfeit lunch and tea breaks.
I’m hoping they do.
They’d better, if they don’t want me to take my business somewhere ELSE!!!!!! (See how effective six exclamation marks after a threat can be?) Taking away my business will undoubtedly put a massive hole in Jeff Bezos’ 130.2 billion dollars fortune, trust me. That U.S. dollars not Zimbabwean, okay?)

So, rest assured, I will follow up every hour to nag them about the issue.  If that doesn’t work, I will demand a call from Jeff Bezos, so I can complain to the man himself. Once again, my sincere apology for Goliath’s incompetence. But, hey, it’s not my fault!











Embers of Temptation is book 10, in the Girl on Fire Series. Read The Other Woman (an epic and jaw-dropping collision between a betrayed wife and a cunning seductress),  which is available on #KindleUnlimited, Please read before you read this book. 
Fans of Girl on the Train and Gone Girl, The Affair,  will love Eve Rabi’s tale of love, lust and revenge.
#RomanticCrime #RomanticSuspense #StoriesofRevenge #VigilanteJustice #FreeonKindleUnlimited #LoveTriangles#TheOtherWoman

Embers of Temptation by Eve Rabi (Book release) Girl on Fire Series


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Book 10 in The Girl on Fire Series

Unfortunately, the story, after 9 books in the series, cannot be completed with just one more book. After much thought, we realised that the number of loose ends in the series would leave our readers with many unanswered questions.

So, it is with this in mind, that we are releasing FOUR more books in this series, all to be released within the next ninety days.
We are working hard so that you don’t have to wait longer than necessary, which means the books may be released sooner.  (More info on these upcoming books will be released shortly.
In the meantime, please enjoy the next instalment in the Girl on Fire Series, Embers of Temptation, now available on Amazon.

Here are the links to this Amazon book:

Follow this blog to avoid missing out on the next excerpt. You want to keep up with Scarlett’s underhandedness, believe me!

This is one of the books in the Girl on Fire Series. Read The Other Woman (an epic and jaw-dropping collision between a betrayed wife and a cunning seductress),  which is available on #KindleUnlimited, Please read before you read this book. 
Fans of Girl on the Train and Gone Girl, The Affair,  will love Eve Rabi’s tale of love, lust and revenge.
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EMBERS OF TEMPTATION by Eve Rabi (Book Release) Excerpt 2

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The question that plagues me – is Colin aware of Love the imposter’s real identity? (Well, other than where is my money, bitch?) Has Clover confessed to Colin that she has done a Lazarus and risen from the dead? If Clover has, then why hasn’t Colin approached me about it? Demanded his freedom? If Colin knows the truth, why duck and dive and keep the truth away from me? Surely he’d want to run off with his real wife and child and live as happily as Kanye and Kim? After all, this is the wife he’s spent days searching for, remember? Moping around like a pussy over her. Why is he still around? It’s not like he’s ill or something – earlier on he looked in peak shape when he was fucking my nemeses in the water. Tanned, fit and sexy – better looking that Shane the crooked cop for sure. Better looking than those Hemsworth brothers by far.
Considering the packed suitcases I found contained stuff for just Angel and Clover, considering that the documents I’ve discovered in Clover’s possession were mainly hers and Angel’s, I suspect that Colin may not know who Clover really is. In fact, as I stand in front of the window, taking swigs out of my quad-distilled, overpriced, imported vodka, I conclude that Colin has yet to discover the volunteer’s real identity.Being the gambler that I am, I’d say that Clover was probably getting around to the big reveal. Liz, with her man’s shoes, her plastic packet and her greedy self, popped up her balding head to dart a spoke Clover’s wheel of fortune, causing it to wobble. In time, I showed up and blew it to smithereens.
When I hear the chopper, I take a giant swig, then quickly put away the bottle of vodka. I rinse out my mouth with Listerine, pop a breath mint and prepare for battle. Will I be in combat with just the phoenix from the ashes, or will I be taking on both Colin and the phoenix?
Well, it’s best I prepare for my worst-case scenario, so I seek out my backup – a 9 mm. I stick it into a thigh holster. Bring it on.
From the window, I watch the helicopter hover, then slowly descend.
With folded arms, I watch Colin alight from the chopper, then help the slut out of it.
I tilt my head at the sight of Clover – it’s amazing how similar we now look. That bitch has been ’jacking my style quietly. Bit by bit, she’s been morphing into me, artfully blurring the lines in Colin’s muddled mind. Sneaky bitch. And that bikini she’s wearing – only a seductress would wear something so inappropriate. Sure, she’s wearing a beach robe, but you can still see most of her arse, half of her breasts through it. Maybe that’s why my man is holding onto her hand, despite the fact that he’s returning home to his FUCKING WIFE! With my eyes blazing and my mouth twisted in fury, I watch the cheats advance toward my house.
As if she remembers where she’s heading, that I might be watching, Clover snatches her hand out of Colin’s, her eyes darting nervously around. Hiding the affair from me, are you? Too late, I’m onto you and it’s game on!
With her head bowed, the slut walks fast, almost running ahead of Colin.
The walk of a person afraid. Terrified.
Good, be afraid. Be very afraid of your master and commander, the person you made the cardinal mistake of betraying.
As the conniving couple near the front door of my house, I prepare for battle – six deep breaths … exhale loudly. Three slow shoulder rolls, shake arms till loose, kick out legs to loosen up the muscles, exhale. I’m now ready for a punch-up of a lifetime. Watch how I handle myself. Watch carefully, for you are going to learn something here. Watch.


As Clover approaches the house, her steps suddenly falter, her throat constricts, and her mouth becomes dry. This is not a house, this is a lion’s den. Above her the sky, now dark and ominous, concurs with a rumble of thunder. Colin catches up with her, and with his hand on her back, propels her forward. This time, she does not shrug him off. She needs his hand on her back. She needs him to have her back, because evil lurks ahead.
The front door is flung open with such force, both Colin and Clover cease walking.
Scarlett steps out of the house, stands on the patio and glares at the errant couple.Clover braces herself, while Colin stiffens.
“Sweetheart, what a lovely surprise!” Scarlett says, breaking into a smile and rushing up to throw her arms around Colin. “Sister Naomi and Brother Ezekiel told me how badly you wanted to surprise me with your recovery, and there I had to go and ruin it all by showing up unannounced. I wanted to spring a surprise visit on you guys and I … ruined it all.” She laughs and hugs Colin again. “My bad, my bad!”
Colin stands rigid in Scarlett’s embrace, arms dangling at his side, his eyes wide with surprise. Next to him, Clover sports a confused look.
As their shoulders slowly drop from around their ears, Clover and Colin look at each other behind Scarlett’s back. While he looks somewhat relieved, she doesn’t. Her eyes dart around for Angel. When she doesn’t see her, that feeling of dread that plagues her since Angel disappeared, once again pours into her stomach. Please let my baby be okay. Please! Please! Please!
“You look so well, I can’t believe it,” Scarlett gushes, touching Colin’s face, then stepping back and checking him out. “So tanned and fit …” She runs her hand slowly down his arms, then over his back and squeezes his butt. “Sexy, I have to say.” She laughs when he turns crimson.
Scarlett releases Colin and walks over to Clover. Clover holds her breath.
Taking Clover’s hand in both of hers, she says, “Dear Sister Love, you’ve done a … sterling job, bringing Pastor Colin to life. It’s nothing short of a miracle, a joy … a real joy.”
Clover flinches at the blast of peppermint in her face, at the choice of words (sterling, joy), and even more at her murderer’s touch.
“What you have done for Pastor Colin, Sister Love, is nothing short of a miracle. Comparable to… to … “she raises her arms to the sky, “resurrecting Lazarus from the dead. The Church of Light is ever so grateful to you. Ever since we’ve heard about Pastor Colin’s recuperation, the question on our minds are; How do we ever thank our wonderful Sister Love for doing such a … sterling job? She is such a … joy!
Clover glances at Colin. He turns out his palms, a see-I-told-you-there’s-nothing-to-worry-about look on his face.
Clover is in no way feeling reassured. Nothing the sadistic killer says or does will ever allay her anxiety, until she finds Angel and sees that she is safe. To Clover, all this is simply a strategy, a big game that the wicked woman is playing, and clearly, she is enjoying it.
“Come, let us go inside,” Scarlett says, holding firmly onto Clover’s hand.
Not knowing what to do, Clover follows Scarlett into the house, ahead of Colin.
Memories of the missing suitcases that were hidden in the back of the house, the sinister drawing on the whiteboard – the one with the child buried alive, flood her. Repulsed by evil personified, she involuntarily snatches back her hand.
Scarlett stares at her. Clover holds her gaze and the tension between the two Mrs. Callans is palpable.
Scarlett suddenly throws her arms around Clover again. Clover tenses – the last person you want to hug you is your murderer. Like scenes from the mafia movies – hug, kiss, kill.
“So happy to have you back,” Scarlett says in a spritely, voice. She follows this with a whispered warning, “Behave, if you want her back, understand? If you don’t want her to disappear. I’m not joking.”
Clover’s head lolls as her worst fears are confirmed. Awash with dread, she raises her head to look at the cold-blooded killer. Up close, her eyes glisten like diamonds, her lips are tightly fused and her nostrils flare. Clover literally feels the heat of her silent rage. Having no choice, Clover nods.
Pleased with the naked fear in Clover’s eyes, Scarlett smiles sweetly and continues her charade.


How did I do? Good? Of course!
Look, it isn’t easy for me to smile and feign pleasantness when I’m facing betrayal by multiple members of my household – my husband, the man I’ve given my all to – he could hoodwink me to such a degree? My staff, the trusted and loyal servants – they could have their loyalty so easily swayed by a Trojan horse-styled intruder? Then the intruder herself – a crafty, scheming manipulator who artfully stole my husband, my brat, my staff’s loyalty, my money – all my money stolen by the psychopath who is clearly after my life?
My perfect world, one that I’ve created with blood, sweat and vodka, has been rocked by a thug who needs to be strangled with a garrotte until she lies in a heap on the floor. Until a medical doctor declares her deceased. Then for added measure, I should burn her corpse. Douse it with flammable vodka, then throw a lit match on it. Watch the cremation with a bottle of overpriced champagne at hand (or two), while I wait for the fire to burn out, until all that remain are ash, charred bones and the stench of no-return. Have an AK-47 at hand in case a phoenix rises from the ashes – another added measure. Blast it to smithereens to ensure no comebacks.
Yes, that’s what needs to be done. However, I’m not doing that just yet. Why? Well, it’s all about strategy, because … the money; I have to think about the money. If I ranted and raved at the deceitful duo, hurled accusations like some cuckold wife, made threats, knifed them even, I would risk losing my money. Where would that leave me if I couldn’t get my money back? The money is of paramount importance and should be considered above all else. Therefore, a clear head is necessary. Along with an artful strategy, of course.
The situation calls for a game. Play the bitch at her own game and win. That is the most important things about games; you have to win. You must. Or, what’s the purpose of playing in the first place? Luckily, I am brilliant at games, and … I like to win. In fact, finishing second is not an option, never was. Winning is. Winning in my books is everything.
So far, I am winning. Think about it – I have the betrayers in my clutches, Colin is charmed and Angel is back in my care and out of sight, and Clover is cowering in terror like the coward she is. Now, all I have to do is implement the next step.
Impressed? Well, you ought to be. Hold your applause, though. For now.


Colin looks around. “Where’s baby?”
Scarlett lets go of Clover and turns to look at Colin. “Oh, she’s gone into town with Sister Naomi, Brother Ezekiel and a few other congregation members, darling. She was so excited to see all the kids, she badgered me to allow her to go with.”
Colin frowns. “Badgered you?”
Scarlett nods. “I think she misses having kids around, Colin. Besides, I thought it would be nice to give Sister Love some time to herself.” Scarlett smiles sweetly at Clover again. “God knows she’s earned it.”
Colin concurs with a nod.
“I’m thinking, Sister Love could take the car, go visit her husband and darling children for a few days if she likes, catch up with them …” As she talks, Scarlett walks back to Colin and takes his arm. “You come with me, darling, we’ve got some … some … catching up to do.” She winks at him. Then, leaving Clover staring after them, she leads him into their bedroom and shuts the door.
Clover remains where she is. She doesn’t care about Scarlett’s lascivious wink, she doesn’t care about them being alone in the bedroom – all she cares about is her baby. Where in town is Angel?
The moment, they are out of sight, Clover hurries over to the key rack and picks out the keys to an SUV. It’s a small town, she knows that she will eventually find Angel. Then she will run. Just get into the SUV with Angel and drive. She will only stop until she reaches her safe haven in Sydney.
Suddenly, she feels a sharp sting on the back of her neck. She swings around to look into Shane’s face. In his hand is a needle and syringe.
“Going somewhere, sexy?”
Clover rubs her neck. “Did you just –?”
“I sure did, sexy.”
Shane suddenly starts to tilt and everything goes black.
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Pumping with adrenaline, I look out of the window, my ears cocked for the sound of the chopper. Where are you? Liars, cheats – where the hell are you? Better hurry, I don’t have all day.
Nearby, three technicians quietly comb my home for bugs. “It’s an emergency, the Church of Light is in grave danger!” I declared when I called them. “Pastor Colin needs your help.” The suckers dropped everything and rushed to protect their church and their pastor.
I figured, first things first – before I deliver any kind of retribution, I need to rid the place of all surveillance equipment installed by that psychopath called Clover. Or Love. Or Whatever the fuck she’s calling herself these days. Before more damage is done.
Joy Sterling indeed – I can hardly believe how dumb Sister Grace was for not checking this so-called volunteer out thoroughly. By not doing her job, she has allowed Clover to believe that she can take me on. Me, Scarlett Smyth-Murdoch-Callan, manipulator and criminal extraordinaire, probably one of the finest Svengalis to tread the Earth. She has no idea who she’s dealing with. How dangerous I am. That she is tangling with someone with an IQ higher than that of Einstein.

Such a fraud, pretending to be so helpful and supportive and reliable – coming up with the sparkling pacifier, the convenient playground – God, I feel like screaming right now!
Before you call me dumb (someone like me could be duped by an  unremarkable, unimpressionable, thrift-shopper in long skirts, vintage cardigans and sensible shoes), just remember that I have an empire to run, so I was distracted. It happens, okay? Distraction is an occupational hazard for moguls like me, so don’t even think of berating me. And … just keep in mind how quickly I derailed her locomotive of deceit.
Clover’s biggest mistake was thinking she could take me on. Her second biggest mistake is that she forgot about that greedy hillbilly named Liz. That beanpole who also, God knows why, thought that she could take on someone like me. “Give me ten thousand dollars today and two hundred thousand dollars in three days.” Yeah?

“Fetch me cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows.”

Really? Bitch, I am the director of the Church of Light, not a volunteer. And FYI, never in my whole life had I ever fetched anything for anyone.

Well, I hope she enjoyed that steak sandwich and that cup of hot chocolate, her last feast before she was deposited where she belongs – three feet under (six is not necessary). May the maggots enjoy feasting on her wiry body.

Bristling with fury, I look at the three wise men, roaming the place with their selfie sticks. Or detectors – they look like selfie sticks to me. My ears are cocked and ready for that, Found one! For that, beep! beep! beep! followed by ‘gotcha!’
More than an hour passes, and not a squeak from the men. Absentmindedly, I inspect my nails – I’ve ruined a good manicure by constantly tapping of my fingernails on the table.
As I wait, I think about Townsend, the sleaze bag. Thanks to Shane, he will soon be accompanying Liz. No one will come calling for Townsend – he’s a mere unemployed British actor working illegally in Australia, and doesn’t have any family around who will miss the creep in ridiculous red briefs. The nerve of him thinking I’d fall into bed with him. The nerve of him demanding a Maserati. The nerve of him thinking he could blackmail me. That’s always been the problem in my life – everyone around wants a piece of me. Love, Liz, Townsend, Shane – yes, even Shane the cokehead is expecting a piece of the pie I so lovingly and so painstakingly baked. Why? I’ll tell you why they demand a piece of me – it’s because I’m a woman. A powerful woman at that. If were a man, not even an authoritative one, even if I were a Weasel like Woody Allen, everyone would laud me, not blackmail me. They would expect nothing from me and be too scared to even think of asking. You think people can go up to Donald Trump and shake him down? Picture it – Trump, can you fetch me a steak sandwich? Trump, go fetch me a hot chocolate with marshmallows. Trump, buy me a Maserati.
Can you picture the look on Donald’s face? He’d stare at them with puckered lips, before he makes a call – not to 911, not to the Secret Service, not to the FBI, not even to Ivanka – no, he’d place a call to the Russians. That’s right – they’d be there in fifteen seconds to douse the person in mob-strength, flammable Vodka, light a match and throw it on them – Nostrovia! (now you know why mobsters light their cigarettes with matches. You can’t throw a lit cigarette lighter at a body, can you?).
“Sister Callan?”
I spin around to look at the men. “Yes?”
“All done,” the head of the bug-finding team says. “Nothing to report.”
“What? That can’t be right!”
The man shakes his head, his comb-over causing a breeze in the process. “Not a single one.” He waves the selfie stick like a flag.
“Are you sure? There must be surveillance devices.”
“Nah. We’ve combed the place for them. Nothing. Checked, doubled checked – nothing. Not even one of those cheap nanny cams.”
“And you’re certain of that?”
“Positive. We would have caught them by now. The place is clean.”
“Luckily for everyone, right?”
No, not luckily. If there aren’t any camera’s around, just how did the bitch gain access to my computer files and my money? She’s gained access to just about everything and everywhere in the house, except the basement. It’s startling to think of the damage she’s done without the use of old fashion surveillance cameras.
“Ah, well, okay then.”
The men stare at me.
What? Surely, they’re not expecting to get paid? It’s the friggin’ church, for crying out loud! Have some goddamn respect!
“The Church of Light thanks you,” I say in a dismissive voice, before I turn away from them.
The men look at each other, shrug, before they slowly shuffle out of the house.
The moment they leave, I log onto my laptop, and holding my breath, I double-check my off-shore bank account. Maybe, just maybe, the money is still there. Please, please, please, let my money be there!
As I look at the screen, a feeling of utter devastation follows – the money, the one I’ve worked so hard for, has definitely vanished. My heart shatters and the pain is physical. Clover … I’m going to slice her up if I don’t get my money back. She has it. There’s no way someone can spend sixteen million dollars in such a short space of time. My guess is that she’s stashed it somewhere. In another bank account in Switzerland. (When did she get to Switzerland? How did I not notice her absence?) If she does not want to die a painful, prolonged death, she will return my money.
With my ear cocked and listening out for the sound of the chopper, I walk over to the bar, fetch a bottle of vodka (which is the only fetching I do, by the way), and take a couple of swigs from it.
What? Like you don’t drink from the bottle?



In the chopper, Clover shifts about in her seat. Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! Questions zip through her mind:
What’s happening to Angel?
What will happen to her and Colin?
Will the evil witch shoot them on sight? Has she already shot Angel? Buried her …
At the thought of her baby being hurt, at the recollection of the drawing of the child on the fridge, the cold hand of dread squeezes her heart. Please God …
Colin reaches over and slowly removes her hands from her head. She looks at him, unaware that she was holding her head. He nods – Relax, it’s going to be okay.
Clover squeezes her eyes shut, before she opens it again and looks out the window. She whiles away the time tallying her deceptions: among others … the secret DNA test of Colin and Angel, the hidden suitcases, Colin’s secret recovery, stealing Joy’s identity to worm her way into the church and hiding her real identity, stealing back Colin’s love and affections, and the grand prize – stealing millions of dollars from the wicked witch of darkness. People who steal that kind of money usually goes to prison or ends up having their throats slit. There are more crimes that she committed, too many to name, that make her believe she should run, that she should never have boarded the chopper. If it wasn’t for her baby in the clutches of that psychopath, she would never return to the Church of Light. No, she’d run and hide, leave Colin and bolt for her life.
At the sight of the church, her anxiety soars.


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