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Lost In Paradise: Ellen thought she'd hit bottom when her lover left her and the authorities in Jamaica closed her gallery and seized her paintings. She hoped to start a new life and career in Boca Raton, Florida. But there she finds that her mother is in the throes of Alzheimer's and her powerful attorney brother is squeezing her small inheritance dry. When she tries to fight back, she strays into the web of one of the nastiest villains to step out of the hellfires. With death and humiliation staring her in the face and no one to help her, Ellen has to call upon resources she's never tapped before to save herself and her mother.
HERE'S A SAMPLE:
…Ellen powered into the guy, swinging her high heels like twin tomahawks. She pounded at him furiously, blood spattering everywhere.
Caught by surprise, the thief fell back, cowering to protect himself. "Goddamn," he shouted. "You’re killing me."
But Ellen showed no mercy, slashing away at him with those deadly heels. Years of pent-up emotion pouring out. "Fuck you," she screamed. "Fuck you… Fuck you…"
Finally, the thief broke free, threw the purse at her and hauled ass out of there.
Ellen started after him… stopped. She recovered her purse, then overcome by sudden weariness, she nearly fell. She forced herself upright, fighting for breath.
A group of tourists exited the elevator. They saw Ellen and wondered what the hell had been going on. One of the men approached her. "Can I help you, lady?" he asked.
Ellen gave him a withering look. "Piss on your help," she said.
Shocked, the man moved back to his friends. Ellen looked them all over – scorn burning in her eyes.
"Piss on all your help," she said.
The tourists hurried off, trying to get away from this crazy lady as fast as they could.
Ellen got to her feet. She shouted at them, "That’s right. Run for your lives. Ellen Berman just woke up. And she’s not going be anybody’s victim again.
"You hear me? Never fucking again."