Rogue Royals - Spicy Murder Mystery
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SNEAK PEEK
You could say that I felt him before I saw him, the intense weight of his stare sneaking up the back of my neck...
Only two days into our much-planned holiday girl getaway, this vacation in paradise morphed into a vacation in hell.
“Murder Ship,” they were calling it in the press. I mean, one murder on a cruise ship would be bad enough, but three? It was impossible to process the reality that a serial killer was sailing the high seas with us. The FBI was getting involved. We didn't know where we'd be making port.
Then there was this strange guy... God, he was something else. He followed us. Camille lost her phone. He had picked it up.
“You forgot something,” he said in a deep, methodic voice, his words perfectly annunciated. He was classy and abnormally good-looking--very tall and built, with dark blonde hair and stormy grey-blue eyes. A dangerous smirk edged his lips.
"Sebastian." He'd said his name with a slight British accent.
I’d figured he was vacationing with a girlfriend or wife, which would have made his good looks and attentive eyes feel like such a shame... That is, if there wasn't something so chill-inducing WRONG about him.
