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Icefire
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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
www.ellorascave.com
Icefire
ISBN 9781419916410
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Icefire Copyright © 2008 Lynne Connolly
Edited by Briana St. James.
Photography and cover art by Les Byerley.
Electronic book Publication May 2008
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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales
is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
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I CEFIRE
Lynne Connolly
Trademarks Acknowledgement
The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the
following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:
Abbey Road studios: EMI (IP) Limited
Excel sheet: Microsoft Corp
Gibson guitars: Gibson Guitar Corp.
Iron Maiden: Iron Maiden Holdings Limited
Led Zeppelin: Joan Hudson, Plant, Robert, Page, James P, Baldwin, John Aka John
Paul Jones
Metallica: James Hetfield, Kirk Hammett, and Lars Ulrich
Motley Crue: Motley Crue, Inc.
Radio City Music Hall: Radio City Trademarks, LLC
Superman: DC Comics composed of Warner Communications, Inc. a Delaware
corporation and Time Warner Entertainment Company, L.P.
Supernatural (TV program): Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc
The Grammy Awards: National Academy of Recording Arts & Sciences, Inc
The Premier League: Football Association Premier League Limited
The X Files : Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation
Tiffany Jewelers: Tiffany (NJ) Inc.
Valentino: Trans Textiles Inc.
Velvet Revolver: Velvet Revolver, Llc Ltd
Icefire
Chapter One
“No way on earth am I doing that!”
Hands planted firmly on the desk before her, Gina glared defiance at her father.
“Gina, you need to do it. I need you to do it.” Mike Russo glared back. “I have my
reasons.”
She refused to back down. “And you think I worked this hard to get an assignment
to do PR for one of the noisiest rock bands on the planet?”
“One of the best bands and the hottest British band to come over here since—oh,
since The Beatles. This is a chance to make a real name for yourself, woman. You should
grab it while it’s still on offer.”
Gina pushed away from the desk, straightened and clasped her hands over her
upper arms, feeling no consolation in the expensive wool under her palms, part of a suit
she’d bought herself, with her earnings. She owed nobody anything. Her father had to
know that if she walked out, a dozen PR agencies in Manhattan would take her in a
heartbeat. She’d been head-hunted more than once but it wasn’t her relation to Mike
that kept her here. She loved this job. At least she had, until this morning. “Dad, I can’t.
They killed Maria.”
Her stepsister, his stepdaughter. Maria, gentle, ethereal, super-intelligent, died as a
hopeless drug addict from an overdose. Her lover, Pure Wildfire’s singer Ryan
Hawthorne, had survived, although he’d taken the same quantity of the same drug. An
accident maybe, but if Maria had never gone with the band, she might be alive today.
Without meeting the band, without falling for Ryan Hawthorne, Maria wouldn’t have
become an addict and wouldn’t have died.
Mike stared at her, his dark eyes passionless. She envied his ability to separate work
and pleasure. “All the band members went into rehab after Maria died. They’re only
this big now because they gave up the drugs in favor of work. I always took the view
that the real villain was the drug dealer. Addicts are suffering from a disease, the
dealers feed it. Hawthorne was as much a victim as Maria was.” He paused, watching
her carefully.
She sighed. He was right. Deep down, that was her opinion too. It was just easier to
blame the person she knew, Ryan Hawthorne, rather than the unknown dealer who’d
supplied the drugs.
“Gina, never forget what you’re employed to do.”
“And what would that be?” She kept her tone cool. She hadn’t said yes yet.
“In this instance, to sell Pure Wildfire. Their manager is Randy Norwood and he
fired their last PR consultants. He wants us to take over. So you’ll spend some time with
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