Night Mist

"Help…me."

At the faint words, Dr. Rachel Gentry stopped on Black Water Creek Bridge, straining to see through the night's foggy mist.Then she spotted him–a pale, ghostly figure, his T-shirt soaked with blood, his intense dark blue eyes begging her not to be afraid.After issuing a desperate warning, "Don't go back there, don't meet…" he disappeared before her eyes into thin air….

The warning echoing in her mind, Rachel returned to her boardinghouse, where she was startled in the hallway by her reclusive neighbor, Jay Barnes.There was something familiar about the mysterious, moody man, something Rachel couldn't put her finger on…until he switched on a light and she stared into his passionate, dark blue gaze….

About the author

Helen R. Myers is a Texan by choice, and when not writing, she's spoiling her four rescued dogs. A avid follower of the news and student of astrology, she enjoys comparing planetary aspects with daily world events. To decompress, she experiments with all forms of gardening and cooking with the produce she raises. You can contact her through her website at helenr.myers.com.