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    First Glance
    First Glance
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    First Glance

    By L.L Hunter

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    What if you had the ability to see into the future? What if you knew how someone might die?
    Would you do something about it?

    This is Adelaide Paige’s dilemma.

    She wakes up one day with the ability to see into the future, but she has no desire to be a savior. All Adelaide wants is to graduate college and to become a Forensic Scientist... maybe even date a little. She just wants an ordinary life.

    But her world is turned upside down when two dead girls turn up at the local morgue where she works. Adelaide soon discovers that these cases are not your everyday cases, but there is a serial killer out there.
    Someone who is murdering young women just like her.

    She has a decision to make.

    Choose to reveal her secret and risk losing those closest to her? Or remain in the background and let the police handle it?

    Will Adelaide make the choice in time to save those she loves... or even herself... from a similar fate?

    A thrilling NA contemporary novel from the author of The Garden of Eden, The Legend of the Archangel Series, and Treacherous.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherL.L Hunter
    Release dateJan 27, 2014
    ISBN9781311436061
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    L.L Hunter

    L.L. Hunter is the author of over 20 published works, including The Legend of the Archangel Series and The Eden Chronicles. She has studied everything from veterinary nursing, forensic science, and dramatic arts, but has always known her true calling was to be an author. She has been writing since her teens - everything from fan fiction, to song lyrics, to plays and musicals. When not working on her next paranormal romance, she can be found at home in Australia, reading somewhere comfortable with one or both of her “fur babies.” Follow her on Facebook, Twitter @llhunterbooks, and her blog - http://llhunter.blogspot.com.au.Sign up for her newsletter:http://eepurl.com/by8k0r

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      First Glance - L.L Hunter

      FIRST GLANCE

      EPISODE ONE

      OF THE ADELAIDE PAIGE SAGA

      L.L. HUNTER

      Copyright © 2014 L.L. Hunter

      ISBN: 9781311436061

      Smashwords Edition

      Second Edition — 2016

      Edited & Formatted by

      Literary Editor, Rogena Mitchell-Jones

      Rogena Mitchell-Jones Manuscript Service

      www.rogenamitchell.com

      Cover Design by

      Rebecca Berto of Berto Designs

      http://bertodesigns.com

      All Rights Reserved.

      This book may not be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission from the author. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. All characters and storylines are the property of the author and your support and respect is appreciated.

      This book is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

      The author and editor have taken great effort in presenting a manuscript free of errors. However, editing errors are ultimately the responsibility of the author.

      Acknowledgments

      I write too prolifically, so I don’t want to bore you by saying the same thing over and over in each book. However, I would like to thank Mum, Rogena my editor, and my beta reader, Donna. Thank you for believing in First Glance and in Adelaide. This book is for you!

      Dedication

      I dedicate this book to

      my wonderful Mum.

      Her advice never fails.

      "I do not want to foresee the future. I am concerned with taking care of the present. God has given me no control over the moment following."

      —Mahatma Gandhi

      Prologue

      Getting a call to come into work at three in the morning is not a new thing for me. I often expect it.

      But I didn’t expect this.

      This better be important, Jim, if I’m giving up my warm bed for this.

      It is, Addy. I can assure you.

      Ugh. Why are you so perky this time of morning?

      I’m a vampire. I sleep during the day. I shoot ice missiles at my unnaturally perky assistant as he strolls over to the fridge to retrieve the reason I was called down here. In less than a minute, he has the body bag on a gurney, wheeled in front of me, and sliding it onto the metal slab.

      It still gives me the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it.

      I glance at him in confusion and anticipation as I start to unzip the bag.

      The face that greets me is not what I was expecting. I jump back with a shriek. Normally, I am fine around dead bodies, being a morgue technician and studying forensic science, but nothing I have seen previously prepares me for this.

      Lying on the slab in front of me—pale and cold—is a face more familiar to me than anyone else’s...

      It’s my face.

      Chapter 1

      I blink. Something is dripping on my face. Something wet and annoying. I move my hand to wipe it off but more liquid comes. It is now pouring onto my face, and it is cold. I groan and roll over.

      What the hell?

      Wake up! Today’s the big day!

      What day? I mumble in my pillow hoping she won’t hear me. Fat chance! My roommate has the hearing of a dog.

      "I can’t believe you’ve forgotten! You’re going wedding dress shopping with me! You are my maid of honor, after all! Unless you don’t want to be?"

      I sit up. What? Don’t be silly. Of course, I still want to be your maid of honor. I laugh and toss my pillow at her, which she dodges.

      Great! Then hurry up! We’ve got to hit the stores early!

      I am not much of a shopper. I’d much prefer to get a wake-up call to go to the morgue than one to go shopping for wedding dresses.

      There better be something in this for me, Cory! I call out.

      There is, don’t you worry, Miss Paige. Cory pokes her head back into my bedroom and winks. I fight all the power within me not to throw another pillow. What is that girl up to?

      * * * * *

      After the fourth wedding shop, I swear I’m about to start a fight with one of the shop attendants or cut up one of the dresses, and I still didn’t have a clue what Cory had planned for me. Did she even have anything planned for me? I was also in desperate need of another caffeine fix.

      Not another shop, I whine.

      Yes, another one. The previous one’s sucked.

      Ugh. I need another coffee. I’ll meet you back here.

      I swear, Addy, I’m buying you an I.V. bag for your next birthday.

      I only faintly hear her as I walk toward the closest café, and I wave her off.

      While standing in line, I rub my temples and glance at my watch. It wasn’t even nine yet. We still had at least another seven hours to spend shopping for darn wedding dresses. It was a nightmare. Where were dead corpses when I needed them? At least they didn’t make me try on fugly bridesmaid’s dresses.

      Who’s next? asks the barista. I barely notice it’s me he’s calling until he insults me. Hey, off-with- the-fairies girl, would you like a coffee?

      Huh? Pardon? I glance up and realize I’m the one he’s been speaking to, or rather insulting.

      Oh, she’s with us finally.

      Excuse me? I cock my head to the side trying to figure out why this rude person is saying these things to me.

      I said, would you like a coffee today?

      No, I’m just standing here being insulted by a leprechaun!

      Ooh, and she bites back.

      Yes, so watch out. He only smirks, so I add, "Firstly, don’t cross me before I’ve had my full dose of coffee or things get ugly. Secondly, I hate rude people. I can’t stand rude people. So can you just make me a freaking coffee, and we can be done with this. Okay?"

      "Gladly. What would you like? I’m not telepathic, you know. You do have to tell me your order."

      All right, genius. I’ll have a soy latte. Double shot, thanks.

      And can I have a name for that order or shall I just put off-with-the- fairies girl?

      I am NOT giving you my name.

      All right, off-with-the-fairies girl it is, then. He writes something on the side of the takeaway cup, smirking while he does it and puts the cup under the machine.

      I cross my arms. Where do you get off?

      Oh, I got off on the right side of the bed this morning, thanks for askin’, Princess.

      I mean, talking to innocent people in such a rude manner. Jackass. He laughs while making my coffee. I watch him with an eagle eye to make sure he doesn’t slip cyanide in there.

      I don’t normally. You’ve brought out all my best qualities, sweetheart.

      Don’t call me that, smartass. Just make my damn coffee. He doesn’t say anything, just smiles as he finishes my order and brings it back to the cash register. You know, I thought I’d try this place just for a change, but I don’t think I’ll come back.

      Aww, why not? Was it something I said?

      I scowl and slam five dollars down on the counter and practically snatch my coffee out of his hand. Keep the change! I shout as I storm away without giving him another look. I walk back to the bridal store more agitated than I was pre-coffee.

      Where were you? I think I found it, Cory shrieks as soon as I walk in.

      Sorry, the rude Irish guy at the coffee shop was insulting me. He had some freaking nerve!

      Irish guy? Was it that new place that just opened?

      Yeah, why?

      She shrugs. Nothing. Was just wondering, that’s all. Is the coffee at least good? Because if the coffee was bad, you would at least have another reason to go back and complain.

      It’s not bad. Another reason?

      Yeah, you know, other than to go and ask for his number.

      I shove her and shoot her daggers with my eyes. Cory, he was a complete jackass. No way will I ever consider dating him.

      Come on, Adelaide, you need a date to my wedding. And don’t say you’ll bring Jim because that guy is the epitome of a nerd.

      "What’s wrong with Jim? He’s

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