Not that her commission on this place won’t be a mint. She sighs, realizing she isn’t going to sell me a penthouse in Georgetown. “You said the outbuildings have heat and water?” If you insist on the country life, your neighbor shouldn’t be of concern.” Properties such as these are hardly ever broken up. I believe it dates back to the sixteen hundreds. The building and land are on the National Register because of its history and the age of the original structure. Apparently, everyone thinks they can make wine.

It’s changed hands four times in the last nine years. I looked into it when you insisted on viewing this property. It’s her turn to exhale, her voice going bored. “You said this is two hundred and seventy acres. I wanted three hundred and sixty acres so I don’t have a neighbor. Ignoring her, I deliberate on the only drawback to the property. Vega?” she calls for me and I have to exhale to keep my patience. My loan approval is a fake, because at this point, it’s none of her business I’m paying cash.

Do I look like I boat? I wish she’d shut up. “With your loan approval, you can afford a lovely penthouse overlooking the Potomac. She moves closer, her spiked heels clicking on the aged wood echoes through the empty room. Looking over the snow-covered mountains, or what they consider mountains in Virginia, I think about space and privacy. I wonder what I’ll do staying put for more than a few days at a time. I stare out the window from one of the top-floor bedrooms, wondering what I’ll do with all this square footage. Your commute from way out here will be a bear.” “Are you sure I can’t show you something in the District? Perhaps Georgetown or a brownstone in Arlington would better suit you. Includes Until the Tequila, a bonus novella from from The Killers series.Read a sample from Vines, The Killers, Book 1 by Brynne Asher Like everything Crew Vega did in life, when he goes in, he’s all in. But then he learned a high level CIA target being investigated for treason was keeping tabs on her.and he never planned on that.

He had a plan, one that didn’t include getting involved with his new neighbor, a woman who not only kept cows for pets, but treasured her employees as family, and understood him better than anyone ever had before.

All he had to do was train his replacements, and he’d be out for good. He’d fulfilled his commitment, done his duty, gone above and beyond to settle the score. She’d poured everything she had into her struggling vineyard, because once she’s in, she’s all in.Īfter giving himself wholly to the job for 10 years, Crew Vega was done. And not just because people and cows were counting on her. Experiencing more than her fair share of tragedy and loss, she had plans for her future, one where failure wasn’t an option. When the opportunity arose, she settled in horse and wine country. In the Virginia countryside outside of Washington, DC, Addy Wentworth was on a mission to make a new life for herself.

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