Wendy Newman
Once living in luxury in Florida, Sarah Delvecchio is terrified for her life and that of her young daughter. They are hiding out in San Francisco from the FBI but also her husband, a high ranking mobster.
She knows her past will eventually catch up with her and taking control, she decides to confront it head-on, taking Grace to Palm Beach to meet her father.
Sarah is strangely drawn to her husband’s shady world, once a source of shame for her but the money, power and mostly respect that she has been missing for four years sucks her in.
But how will Marco take to his wife’s sudden intrusion into his testosterone laden world, where old fashioned Italian values still have their place?
Sarah Delvecchio is about to turn it upside down…
This is my first novel and I am very proud of it. It has taken many years and many rewrites to get it to this stage and I even took a year out of work to complete it.
I now work full time in Business Travel Management which, for the most part, I enjoy. I love to travel and have been lucky to visit many beautiful places in the world. I try and put these experiences in my writing and I feel I have in some part with Malavita. I am completing a self study course in journalism although my main interests lie in fictional writing. I prefer to let my imagination run away rather than hours and hours of research!
I live with my very supportive boyfriend Paul and an adorable black and white cat who is named after an Italian football stadium, another passion of mine.
“You are evil!” He spat at her and pushed her away from him unable to stand her being too close any longer.
She fell towards the thorny brush and it scratched her arms as it tore through the costly material, droplets of blood piercing through the flimsy silk. With horror, Sarah saw Marco reached behind him and take out his gun from the waistband of his trousers. He aimed it at her.
“Sweetheart, no! You don’t have to do this. Whatever the problem is, we can deal with it! Think about Grace!” She pleaded with him but he was unreachable. She began to sob with fear and turned to run from him.
Marco didn’t move but just looked at her trying to run away from him, and shaking his head very, very slightly, he pulled the trigger.He had the faintest trace of a smile of his lips as he did so. This was his business, what he enjoyed doing. He felt a buzz as he watched the bullet tear into his wife and suddenly felt free. He laughed out
loud and turned to go back to the car.
