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Botti, Daniele

 
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Synopsis

The death of a new york billionaire leaves behind his daughter at the mercy of his killer… 


An upcoming tale of an orphaned heiress, mysteries and thrillers, secrets upon secrets, and action adventure wrapped up in a motivational book.

She has never had a peaceful night of rest, haunted by nightmares that overtake her reality.

Orphaned and alone, Paula Lindsay is determined to carve her destiny and face her demons. She flits from therapist to therapist, stumbling upon a Jose Sanchez. Sparks fly, blurring the line between patient and psychologist, into a dark romance.

Uncovering the memories of her past, she learns the origin of her roots from her grandfather’s memoirs, uncovering a secret that never die. Now, the only path left is to face them head-on, an enemies to lovers romance, and truth worth telling.

The heir of the Lindsay Corporation has never hesitated to stake her own life for her ambitions, but will she be able to take another’s?

Bracing herself, she tackles the storm within…

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À propos de l'auteur

Daniele Botti is a rising star in the thriller world. Born and raised in Rome, Italy, he is an emerging mystery and thriller author. Daniele wants his readers to have a sense of satisfaction unlike any other book they’ve ever read.


"The Family Secret - Dreams, Despair and Revenge" is the first in a brand-new thriller and suspense series he will readers ready for more. Daniele is a gifted storyteller who captures reader’s imagination from the first page. He has spent the last decade working in various capacities that have placed him in charge of many others. Not only has this provided an unending wealth of ideas but it has helped Daniele understand the importance of understanding people of different cultures. His characters are relatable to all readers because of these experience.


Knowing success does not come easy, Daniele dedicates countless hours to crafting and developing his stories to deliver the greatest possible experience his readers have come to expect. He spends his free time engrossed in books on marketing and all genres of fiction.
From the author: I grew up in one of the most visited and historic cities in the world. My parents were both hard working people who gave me the love and encouragement I needed to discover who I really was. My passion for writing began early and continued to develop as I went through school and into my time job working as a supervisor. It was working with people that I realized I had a story to tell. After endless hours of crafting my literary world I produced my first book. It was an adventure like none I had ever gone on. The joy I take from writing and hearing the feedback of satisfied readers compels me to create better stories.


I have spent many years studying people and have learned a great deal about people from all walks of life, regardless of their culture, social status, or race. My goal for writing is simple, I wish each reader to become enthralled by the characters, the world, and the story. Knowing that my books bring joy to my readers keeps me writing.

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Prologue

It was an unseasonably hot day in the PacificNorthwest. Triple digits temperature readings were very rare, but this was thethird day in a row that the heat would become the main topic of the eveningnews.One person wishing it was much cooler was Tom Pennington who was on hisway to the city for a job interview.It wasn't just any interview: itwas "the interview" for "the job."

Tom went tocollege and studied to become a programmer.He studied and trained to programvideo games.It was the only thing he wanted to do with his life, buthe was becoming impatient and frustrated.He had spent his internship workingunder the supervision of others with lesser creativity and imagination than hehad.Then graduated a year, ago only to discover there were few jobs in thefield.

With no jobprospects, Tom did what any broke college graduate would do.He and hiswife moved into his parent's basement, while he looked for work.Living withhis parents wasn't too big of a deal for him, but Tom's wife hated it,especially because they had a toddler.Gnawing at him were the constantreminders in his parents' mailbox and his mind that his student loans were soondue, and he would eventually need to start paying them.

Tom wasconstantly applying for jobs everywhere.He had applied many times now to GeoF/X, a software company in the Seattle area, and all he had gotten in returnwas a collection of some very nice "Thank you for your interest in our company" letters;thirteen of them to be exact, which he kept in a manila file in his deskdrawer.

With that inmind, he took the time to make certain that every­thing was perfect for thisinterview, that there was nothing he had been forgotten.He had hisspare resume, his references, enough fuel, enough time, and even a spare changeof clothing just in case he "melted" in the blaring sun.
He had spentthe last twenty-four hours practicing what he would say and brushing up on hisskills so he could demon­strate that without a doubt, he was the best personfor the job.Tom was determined to demonstrate that he was exactly whatthey were looking for.He had never gotten this far before.It wasapparent to him that his persistence had paid off; for that reason alone, therewasn't anything he wasn't prepared for, at least that's what he thought.

The onlything that Tom wished was different was that the air conditioning was workingproperly in the car.He was driving on the Interstate, at speeds higher thanseventy miles an hour.Normally he would have the window down, but he didn't wantto risk messing up his hair before the interview.Other thanthe heat, it was a perfect day.Tom began humming along with theradio, dancing slightly in his seat.Suddenly, a black Bentley raced by athigh speed.Tom stopped humming.
Through the driver's open window, heglimpsed the driver who was wearing a chauffeur's uniform and an elderly womanin the passenger's seat.Although he only saw her for a brief second, he could seethe trepidation her face as she stared at the driver.The car drovewildly down the Interstate.His heart was now thumping.Withoutthinking, he reached out and turned the radio off. Immediately, he heard thefamiliar sound of what he suspected was a burst tire.Look­ing up,Tom saw the Bentley swerving from one lane to the other as it screeched loudly.
He knew the road well.The narrowroad had a sharp curve which they were nearing.When theBentley whizzed past him, he wanted to warn the driver of the danger up ahead.As he watchedthe car swerv­ing, Tom now wished he had; the Bentley was moving too fast tostop and as it rounded the corner, the damaged tire buckled, sending the caroff balance. The driver couldn't regain control. There was nothing anyone coulddo to help them now.The car kept spinning; seemingly gaining momentum witheach revolution.Tom looked on in horror as the vehicle went sailing overthe edge of the cliff.

"Help!!!" Tomheard the woman in the Bentley yell in a blood-curling voice.
The soundsent shivers through him.He wondered whether he had imagined it.He didn'tthink he was close enough.Nevertheless, with­out thinking, he slowed his car evenmore and pulled onto the hard shoulder, cursing under his breath as he did so.As his carslowed and then stopped altogether, Tom took a moment to gather his wits.Taking a deepbreath, he climbed out of the car.The blast of the hot summer day,causing him to almost instantly sweat.He walked towards where the Bentleyhad only just disappeared and broke into a quick run as he got closer.

Upon lookingdown, Tom's face drooped almost instantly.At the bottomof the ravine was the Bentley, crushed beyond recognition.The car looked as ifit had been compressed by a heavy crane.Tom thought he heard something, avoice, and it was calling for help.It was weak, barely audible over thebreeze and his heavy breathing.
"Help me!!"the voice whimpered."I know you're up there, help me!!"
Tom lookeddown into the ravine and saw what he thought was the woman lying far below,next to the creek.

The body he thought he was seeing, looked as if it was in a pretty bad shape, buthe couldn't tell for sure from where he was. It was a sheer thirty-five feetstraight down from the road to the bottom of the ravine.Surely, hecouldn't hear her call from that distance.He was surehe was imagining it.
Tom made hisdecision.He ran back to his car and began driving away." Only amiracle could save them," he thought.As he drove in haste, he picked uphis phone and dialed 911.The reception was bad, and the calls kept on gettingdisconnected.

"Well, there's not much else I could have done for them," Tom
muttered aloud as his thoughts drifted to his interview "After what hehad just witnessed, could he pass the interview in this state of mind?" he wondered.

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