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    Russian Revenge
    Russian Revenge
    Russian Revenge
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    Russian Revenge

    By Catherine Carson

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    Reina Pearson had been forced to change her name to Ann Liddle and flee to the Scottish Border town of Larkwell in the guise of a nanny to escape the wrath of a Russian Mafia Boss who sought revenge for the destruction of his plans in the Highlands of Scotland.
    Now three years later she again finds herself in the Highlands, only to discover her life is still in danger.
    The enigmatic Russian who is staying in the Highland house is something of an enigma to Ann but when Flint Sutherland turns up to further complicate matters she soon realises her change of name is no protection from a vengeful Russian Mafia Boss…
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateJul 30, 2016
    ISBN9781326750770
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      Book preview

      Russian Revenge - Catherine Carson

      Russian Revenge

      Russian Revenge

      By Catherine Carson

      Standard Copyright © Catherine Carson 2016

      ISBN 978-1-326-75076-3 Paperback

      ISBN 978-1-326-75077-0 eBook

      Profile of the author

      Born in Scotland I now live with my husband in the North West of England.  We have three children who, between them have given us six wonderful grandchildren.

      I studied commercial subjects at school and college and spent most of my working life in the offices of various companies, starting as a junior in a local garage typing invoices for car repairs.   I left Scotland and crossed the border to England to marry the man I met whilst on a holiday with my extended family and eventually became a secretary with a beer bottling company leaving six years later when the first of our three children came on the scene. 

      Returning to the workforce when our children were young adults I finally untied the apron strings to join the offices of a large wholesale book supplier and embraced the advancement in technology since I had first learned to type on a manual typewriter and take notes in shorthand.

      During the years I became something of a letter writer as friends and family lived in many parts of the country and indeed the world.  Often friends and family would tell me…..‘You could write a book’ to which I always replied…..‘But would anyone read it’. 

      When my granddaughter asked if I would write a book especially for her I confided in my good friend Lisa Schmidt and she told me to go for it.  That book became the first of many stories which had been lurking in my imagination for a good number of years.

      Once started I found the stories simply kept coming and often an overheard conversation or a glimpse from the passenger seat of the car would trigger a likely scenario which my imagination would then elaborate and weave into a story.

      My hope is that my writing brings a little pleasure into the life of my readers and allows them to leave the mundane world behind for a few hours as they meet the characters I adore creating.

      www.facebook.com/catherinecarsonbooks.uk

      www.catherinerenacarson.jimdo.com

      [email protected]

      Dedication

      This one is for me because I wanted to try something a little different I hope it works.

      All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names.  They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author and all the incidents are pure invention.

      The front cover of this story is a photograph taken by me whilst on a visit to Saint Petersburg and is of a building designed by a Scottish architect; the relevance of which will unfold in the story you are about to read.

      Other Books by this Author

      The Mouse in the Library

      Family Ties

      Overall Construction          

      Wounded Wolf

      Coffee and Cakes

      Memories Rekindled

      Wholesale Love

      Hope’s Conflict

      Estates of the Heart

      Sibling Rivalry

      Fighting for Custody

      White Knight Black Knight

      Through the Garden Gate…

      Love Lost and Found

      Alphabet Bachelors

      A Dreamer’s Tale

      A Precious Jewel

      Footbridge of Solace

      Girl Meets Boy

      Demolition of the Heart

      When Life Gives You Lemons

      Return to the Past

      Pretence & Reality

      Opening a Can of Worms

      Fields of Contention

      A Heart Encased In Steel

      Russian Revenge

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      Tapestry of Love-Bk 1

      Twins Exchanged-Bk 2

      Highland Feud Bk-3

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      Soil, Seed & Betrayal-Bk 1

      Desert Prince, Exiled Princess-Bk 2

      Body Language-Bk 3

      ~~~~~~

      An Open Book-Bk 1

      Afraid to Love-Bk 2

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      A Second Chance-Bk 1

      Taming the Playboy-Bk 2

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      Estranged Husband & Father-Bk 1

      Identical Mistake-Bk 2

      ~~~~~~

      Sigh of the Claymore-Bk 1

      Beyond Claymore-Bk 2

      ~~~~~~

      Sneaking Into His Heart-Bk 1

      Scent of the Heather-Bk 2

      Chapter 1

      ‘Come in Ann and take a seat and don’t look so worried, I merely want to inform you we shall be going to the Highlands for the summer and hope you will join us. An acquaintance of mine has kindly offered his house but there is a proviso, I’m afraid.’  Barry Wallace reluctantly agreed to take up Fraser Sutherland’s offer unsure whether Ann Liddle would be willing to take on the man’s two year old child. 

      ‘Well unless I know the proviso it will be difficult to say yea or nay.’  At the mention of the Highlands, Ann felt her heartbeat quicken and wanted to tell Barry Wallace she would not be accompanying the family for the summer.

      ‘Ah, straight to the point as usual.  The house is in a fairly remote location and is owned by the Sutherland family.’  Barry saw the colour drain from Ann’s face.  ‘Sorry Ann, are you feeling unwell?’

      ‘No Barry, not unwell simply a little surprised.  I once knew a family by that name whose home was in the Highlands but I am sure there must be many Sutherlands living all over Scotland.’  Knowing what she said was true did not stop Ann being convinced she was again to come in contact with the brothers who had altered the course of her life and resulted in her changing her name and pursuing a career it had never been her intention of following.

      ‘Okay.  The thing is you will be required to take another child under you wing.  The parents of the child are going through something of a crisis and it was suggested a second honeymoon may help their relationship.  In order to give it a go they have been advised to leave their two year old daughter, Sasha, at home.’  Barry could not put it any blunter and hoped Ann would understand the dilemma he was in.

      ‘In other words you have been offered a free holiday for you and your family provided you babysit the child being abandoned by her parents.’  During her early years growing up in a dysfunctional family Ann could empathise with the young child.  ‘Fine Barry, I will come with you and hopefully the child will find some comfort being included in your family circle.’ 

      ‘Phew!  Ann you really are a brick.  Tricia refused to ask you and said I should tell Fraser to find another sucker but I knew you would rise to the occasion knowing something of your background.’  Barry knew his nanny had not had a particularly happy childhood and presumed she had taken up a career looking after children of busy people to keep their lives as normal as possible.

      ‘When do we travel north and more important will the parents of the child be there to meet us?’  Ann hoped it would not be either Flint or Clark Sutherland who would be in attendance at the house she had hoped never again to enter.

      ‘Indeed, Fraser and Anouska are looking forward to meeting you.  You are aware my darling wife sings your praises to all our friends and they are extremely jealous we found you first.’  Barry stood and placed his arm around Ann’s shoulders and led her from his study to assure his wife they would all be kept on an even keel by their rational nanny.

      Trunks were packed and a courier arrived to take them to the Sutherland home and Ann began to relax a little knowing the likelihood of meeting Clark or Flint Sutherland was a distant prospect.

      Clark was now interned to a consultant in thoracic medicine and his brother Flint, would no doubt be jetting around the world putting together another financial deal for his boss.

      Leaving the home of Barry and Tricia Wallace in the Scottish border town of Larkwell to drive north, Ann sat in the back of the family Range Rover between her two charges but her mind had travelled back three years as she remembered the last time she had undertaken such a journey from the city of Glasgow where she then lived.

      Chapter 2

      Running until she was exhausted Reina Pearson could still hear the pounding of footsteps following her knowing if caught, those in pursuit would exact revenge for the destruction of the illicit distillery she had smashed to smithereens.

      The outline of a large house built from grey stone loomed before her; she needed to reach it and somehow gain entry, thus escaping the angry quartet of men who were baying for her blood.

      Stumbling forward she ran to the rear of the house and flattened herself against the wall.  Her outstretched hand felt the cold hard iron of a drainpipe and she glanced up.  The pipe was made of iron and the brackets holding it would give her a foothold should she need it.  Taking the pipe in her hand she pulled hard and when it did not give she began to climb using the brackets to sustain her weight until she reached the comparative safety of the roof.

      ‘Where the hell has she gone?’  An angry voice rang out in the darkness.  ‘Spread out, she can’t have gone far and is probably hiding in the woods.’

      Reaching the roof Reina hauled herself onto the sloping, slippery slates and inched her way towards a skylight window.  It was probably a forlorn hope it would be unlocked but knew she had run out of options if she was to survive the night.

      The shouts from the men receded as they spread out to search the surrounding woodland and Reina lay flat on her back to gain her breath, also making her less visible to those on the ground, as she tried to sort out her chaotic thoughts.

      ‘Well my girl it’s now or never.’  She whispered as she proceeded to make her way towards the skylight.

      Before arriving at her destination of Sheildsglen, she had ascertained the large house would be empty and felt fairly confident the men who were chasing her would not double back.  Easing her fingers round the window frame she almost cried out with relief finding enough space to slip her fingers underneath and open the tiny window.

      Raising the window sufficiently for her to slip inside she clung to the inside frame before closing her eyes and letting her body fall, hoping against hope the window was not above the stairwell causing her to plummet down three floors; smashing her limbs on the hard tiled floor beneath.

      Letting go she felt her body drop and bent her legs ready to absorb the impact if she was lucky and the distance was merely eight or nine feet.

      The thud of her feet hitting the floor brought such relief she automatically dropped to her knees and almost kissed the rough floorboards she landed on.  Sitting up to look around she realised she was in the attic of the house and her priority was to close the skylight window before the attention of her pursuers could be drawn to it. Hauling a large wooden chest into position she climbed on top to pull the frame back into place.

      The attic room was an open space directly under the eaves of the house and was cluttered with detritus which was no longer required by the occupants of the house, yet presumably worth saving.  Opening the door and creeping down the narrow staircase she gained entry to the second floor landing.

      Although the house probably had a gothic façade there was nothing gothic about the oatmeal coloured carpet which covered the landing and stairs or the gloss white paint covering the doors, bannister rails and skirting boards.  The walls too were tastefully painted

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