sequel to the Publisher’s Weekly reviewed Shredded.
Revenge, Fears, and Lies…
Can Anyone Be Trusted?
Jean is finding freedom from her past and Grant has hopes for their future. Slash is in jail, and Candy moves forward with her new ministry despite it scandalizing half the church and forcing the rest to face their own prejudices and fears. When a former friend calls for help, Candy and Jean must decide to either trust her or turn her away. Is she truly seeking freedom, or is her request a cover for someone else’s darker purpose?
The choice they make will have consequences for every person they love, and every hope they have for the future.
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What readers are saying about Shattered:
…absolutely amazing–very interesting characters and very suspenseful! – Sue
I was enthralled the whole time….I so desperately needed this balm for my soul. – Laura
Kimberly Rae is my favorite author – hands down!!! She takes a story and makes it so real that it pulls you in until you can’t put the book down. Her books are not the kind of Christian fiction books where you get into some of the storylines and feel that you have to turn the pages without reading them because you are embarrassed by what the author is writing. While this book deals with adult themes, it is done with love, grace and completely shows the mercy of Christ as the Bible does for all of us. I love how she completely redirects our thinking and judging of people who have lived lifestyles that we do not understand and pulls us into their world and shows us the love from our almighty God has through His forgiveness for all. – Mary
This book is amazing loving it not ever wanting it to end and so good for me….these books touch a place in my heart. -Laura
Riveting! The action never stops—oh, you get to breathe every now and then, but the story has a consistently gripping pace! I read it straight through. An excellent portrayal of very dark, current social issues. Rae takes the reader into the world of violence, addiction and the sex trade. This story gives you a sense of the grip this lifestyle can have on an individual, the kind of commitment those who work with rescue from trafficking, and the danger involved.
Shattered is also a story of hope and redemption—it shows how Jesus is not only relevant, but offers the most workable, effective solution to the problem. People who live His teachings can impact these pernicious, obnoxious social issues. Highly recommend this book to anyone concerned about the sex trafficking trade. -Carol
I stayed up way too late two nights, because I could not stop reading. – Betsy
…enjoyable and expertly written. – Jeanie
It was so full of suspense, it was hard to put down….I can see that your books will let many girls, who have made bad choices or bad choices were made for them, see God still loves them and they can still love themselves. I guess all of us have made bad choices at some time in our lives…. Lessons for everyone are in your books. – Wanda
This book held my interest and hit a nerve at the same time…. I read the book straight through (staying up until 2 in the morning on a week night!) because I was riveted by the authenticity. – J.
The door slid open. Champagne cast a wary glance at the uniformed officer who motioned her out of her cell. “Your bail was set pretty high,” he said. “You must be special to somebody.”
No one other than Slash knew she had been arrested, except Candy. “Who paid my bail?”
“He’s waiting for you outside. You can thank him, but not till after we do your paperwork.”
When the policeman ushered Champagne through the exit doors, she pulled her arm from his grasp and took a deep breath of crisp fall air. She hadn’t expected to see the outside of the prison for a long time.
“Try not to come back anytime soon, okay?”
She ignored the officer and focused on the stranger waiting near a parked truck. He was big. One of his hands could palm her entire face. A hand like that, in a fist, could do a lot of damage.
He stepped toward her. “Who are you?” Champagne asked, treading down the steps with caution born of experience. Getting bailed out of jail was not always a good thing. Sometimes it meant punishment was coming, payment for the mistake of getting arrested.
“Slash sent me. I can’t believe he thinks you’re worth the amount I just paid.” His eyes surveyed her, like a buyer would an appliance that was outdated and worn. It shouldn’t bother her. She should rejoice anytime a man didn’t think she was attractive. It meant the ride in his rusty old truck would be free of expectation at least.
She lifted her chin. “Maybe I know important information.”
He grabbed her arm in the same place the policeman had, but with much more force. “You know important people. That’s why you’re out. Don’t think Slash has any good feelings for you personally. If it wasn’t for this job, he’d leave you to rot in there.”
She stumbled as he dragged her down the stairs. Slash got arrested the same night she had, but could run his business from a prison as well as downtown Oakview, sometimes better, since he couldn’t get high while incarcerated. Champagne wished there was hope he’d give her a job that wouldn’t be horrible, but there were no jobs with Slash outside the parameters of that word.
“I’m taking you back to your stupid little town.” The stranger’s smile was malicious. “And then I get to beat you up, good enough that even your old roommate will believe it when you say you want out.”
The wound across the underside of her hair, along the back of her neck, throbbed with her fear. “What do you mean?”
“Slash is mad and wants revenge. He’s got a great plan for your friend Candy, and all her little religious helpers.”
Champagne’s mouth went dry and her throat clogged. “Wha-what is he going to do?”
The man shoved her into the truck and slammed the door. Through the open window, a smirk preceded his words. “I’m not stupid enough to tell you.” He rounded the vehicle and sat behind the wheel. “You’re going to call her up and say you want to be rescued. When she picks you up, you’ll act scared and helpless.”
Like I am. Completely scared and totally helpless.
He sped through the parking lot toward the exit gate. “You’ll stay with her and get to know her church people. You’ll ask questions and act like a good little convert until Slash contacts you with further instruction.”
The man slammed on his brakes and Champagne’s forehead smashed into the dashboard. “You’ll do exactly as you’re told. Remember that baby sister of yours you used to protect?” He put the truck in gear and pressed on the gas. “She’s grown into a sweet young preteen. Pretty, too. You say no, or try to double-cross Slash, and he’ll get her to replace you.”
Champagne covered her face with her hands and fought complete despair. Would it ever end? No, it wouldn’t. The prison she lived in had no bail, and no exit door. God, if You’re there, do something.
She doubted God would bother listening to a prayer for her, not after all she’d done. But He might hear a prayer for Candy.
If not, they were all lost.