Carly Smith came by her trust issues honestly. A victim of sex trafficking, she's been at the mercy of merciless men, ignored by law enforcement officers who should have helped her, and seemingly rejected by her family. She can't even trust herself to do the right thing. Though she escaped her captors and is working hard on building a new life, the past continues to haunt her when she discovers that the man she couldn't bring herself to report to police for fear of reliving her captivity is still out there, luring vulnerable girls under the guise of being a modeling agent. When her own niece is kidnapped, Carly must overcome her fears and come forward with the information she has before it's too late. When that proves to be not enough, she'll have to go after the perpetrators herself. Award-winning author Patricia Bradley keeps the suspense taut and the stakes high in this fast-paced story that will have readers turning pages long into the night. "Compelling characters, southern flair, and shocking plot twists--Patricia Bradley delivers a gripping suspense." -- Jessica R. Patch , author of the Security Specialists series Carly Smith came by her trust issues honestly. She's been at the mercy of merciless men, ignored by law enforcement officers who should have helped her, and seemingly rejected by her family. She can't even trust herself to do the right thing. Though she is working hard on building a new life, the past continues to haunt her when she discovers that the man she couldn't bring herself to report to the police is still out there, luring vulnerable girls under the guise of being a modeling agent. When her own niece is kidnapped, Carly must overcome her fears and come forward with the information she has. But if that proves to be too little, too late--she'll have to go after the perpetrators herself. Praise for the novels of Patricia Bradley "Sure to keep you up at night."-- Fresh Fiction on Justice Betrayed "A thrill ride from the first page."-- RT Book Reviews on Justice Buried "Action-packed, quick, and tense."-- Library Journal on Justice Delayed Patricia Bradley is the award-winning author of the Memphis Cold Case novels and the Logan Point series. She is an ACFW Carol Award finalist, and winner of an Inspirational Reader's Choice Award, a Daphne du Maurier Award, and a Touched by Love Award. Cofounder of Aiming for Healthy Families, Inc., and a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and Romance Writers of America, Bradley makes her home in Mississippi. Learn more at www.ptbradley.com. Patricia Bradley is the author of the Pearl River, Natchez Trace Park Rangers, Memphis Cold Case, and Logan Point series. Bradley is the winner of an Inspirational Reader's Choice Award, a Selah Award, and a Daphne du Maurier Award; she was a Carol Award finalist; and three of her books were included in anthologies that debuted on the USA Today bestseller list. She makes her home in Mississippi. Learn more at PTBradley.com. Justice Delivered By Patricia Bradley Baker Publishing Group Copyright © 2019 Patricia Bradley All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-0-8007-2719-2 CHAPTER 1 OCTOBER, SIX YEARS LATER The nip in the air invigorated Carly as she cantered the Arabian mare on the smooth lane. Getting up an hour early to ride Angel had been so worth it. The horses at Tabula Rasa had been a deciding factor in accepting the recovery center's job offer. Carly's earliest memories had involved horses, and after her parents died, her mare, Candy, had been her biggest comfort. She'd like to know if the horse was still alive ... horses lived thirty years sometimes. But to see her would mean revealing who she was to the world. What if Blade tracked her down? No. For now she'd have to settle for the horses at the center. She brought the mare down to a trot then to a walk, and then she leaned over and patted the horse's neck. "Good girl. Are you ready to go back to the barn?" Carly didn't know what she'd do if the mare answered her with more than the toss of her head. She reined Angel around and nudged her into a trot, rising out of the saddle to match the one-two beat of Angel's rhythm. Her mind turned to the counseling sessions for later in the morning. Over the weekend a new girl had arrived at the center, and Carly was anxious to meet her. No one had said exactly what her problem was ... probably drugs. That was the majority of the girls' problems here. An hour and a half later, Carly lit a lavender candle then turned as the door opened and girls filed in for their session. She made eye contact with each girl as they handed her a sheet of paper that listed their name and what they wanted to discuss. Most smiled and nodded, but not the new girl. Carly had learned from one of the other counselors that her name was Jenna Carson. After she collected the last sheet, Carly scanned the room, searching until she found Jenna sitting in a rocker with her knees pulled close to her chest