Cheryl Kaye Tardif

Language: English

Pages: 278


Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

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From the international bestselling author that brought you CHILDREN OF THE FOG comes a terrifying new thriller that will leave you breathless…

"Submerged reads like an approaching storm, full of darkness, dread and electricity. Prepare for your skin to crawl." —Andrew Gross, New York Times bestselling author of 15 Seconds

Two strangers submerged in guilt, brought together by fate…

After a tragic car accident claims the lives of his wife, Jane, and son, Ryan, Marcus Taylor is immersed in grief. But his family isn't the only thing he has lost. An addiction to painkillers has taken away his career as a paramedic. Working as a 911 operator is now the closest he gets to redemption—until he gets a call from a woman trapped in a car.

Rebecca Kingston yearns for a quiet weekend getaway, so she can think about her impending divorce from her abusive husband. When a mysterious truck runs her off the road, she is pinned behind the steering wheel, unable to help her two children in the back seat. Her only lifeline is a cell phone with a quickly depleting battery and a stranger's calm voice on the other end telling her everything will be all right.

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Editorial Reviews:

"From the first page, you know you are in the hands of a seasoned and expert storyteller who is going to keep you up at night turning the pages. Tardif knows her stuff. There's a reason she sells like wildfire—her words burn up the pages. A wonderful, scary, heart-pumping writer." —M.J. Rose, international bestselling author of Seduction

"Tardif once again delivers a suspenseful supernatural masterpiece." —Scott Nicholson, international bestselling author of The Home

"From the first page, Cheryl Kaye Tardif takes you hostage with Submerged—a compelling tale of anguish and redemption." —Rick Mofina, bestselling author of Into the Dark

"Cheryl Kaye Tardif's latest novel SUBMERGED will leave you as haunted as its characters." —Joshua Corin, bestselling author of Before Cain Strikes

"Submerged will leave you breathless—an edge of your seat, supernatural thrill ride." —Jeff Bennington, bestselling author of Twisted Vengeance





















It was far too cold, due to the rainstorm. "I can't reach the sink, Mommy," Ella called out. With a quick glance over her shoulder, Rebecca opened the washroom door and stepped inside. She kept the door ajar so she could keep an eye on Colton. Once Ella had finished washing up, they returned to the car and climbed inside. "I'm going to tape my stick while we're driving," Colton said, grabbing a roll of white hockey tape from his bag. "Just be careful you don't accidentally hit Ella," Rebecca replied. It was darker when they left the gas station and headed out of Edson.

What if she died tonight? A movement in the corner of her room caught her eye. She blinked. The shadows there rippled as though someone were standing there. She squinted, and for a second, she could almost swear there was a woman in her room. But there was no one there. The most peculiar thing was that instead of being horrified by the thought that someone was in her room, she felt this strange sense of peace. Like she was being watched over by a calm, loving presence. She bit back a laugh. Good grief. Now you're imagining a guardian angel?

I'll deal with him later. Right now we have a mother and two kids counting on us. We're their only hope, and I can't sit by waiting for emergency vehicles to come available when I know she might be twenty minutes away. " "She said at least half an hour from here. " Marcus grinned. "Not the way I drive. " "Be safe, man. I'll do what I can from this end to smooth things over. " "You make sure you stay by the phone. " Marcus headed for the door, but not before flicking a look toward Shipley's office.

Anytime. " Kelly hugged her. "I'm going to go grab us a bite to eat from the cafeteria. What do you want? " "If you can find me a sandwich that doesn't look like it'll walk away on its own, get me one. " Ten minutes after Kelly left, Rebecca had another visitor. Wesley. She swallowed hard at the sight of him standing in the doorway to her room. A police officer stood next to him. "Mr. Kingston," the officer said, "you cannot go into the room. " "But she's my wife, for Christ's sake. " The guard looked at Rebecca.

When they disappeared completely, he let out a gut-wrenching howl of anguish. He woke up, howling. "Don't leave me! " But he was alone, with the exception of Arizona, who sat on the floor beside the recliner and rested her head on his lap. "I'm okay," he said, stroking the dog's silky fur. The soulful look in her eyes suggested she disagreed. "Yeah, I know. I don't believe me either. " From the clock on the mantle, he estimated he'd dozed off for nearly an hour. The Eastwood movie was still on, and good old Clint was loading up some deadly looking guns.

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