Natasha Trinity Davies

Dear Tricia is a gripping suspense-thriller series that delves into the complexities of friendship, ambition, and survival. Told through a series of letters, confessions, and shocking revelations, the story follows a young woman navigating a treacherous world filled with secrets, betrayals, and high-stakes action.

As Tricia rises against overwhelming odds, fighting through personal struggles, deception, and unexpected dangers, she discovers that success comes at a price. With each chapter unraveling a new twist, Dear Tricia is a tale of resilience, loyalty, and the pursuit of dreams in a world where trust can be deadly.

Perfect for fans of heart-racing thrillers with deep emotional stakes, this series promises an unforgettable journey of ambition, sacrifice, and the dark truths lurking beneath the surface of success.

Dear Tricia

Tricia's hand hovered near her gun, her mind racing. Jared was a fugitive. A man with secrets buried deeper than even hers. But despite everything, she couldn't shake the truth, he had saved her life. More than once. 


And right now, they had bigger problems. 


She exhaled sharply, lowering her weapon. "We deal with this later. Right now, we need to focus." 


Nathan didn't look happy about it, but he gave a sharp nod. "Then let's move." 


Jared held her gaze for a second longer, something unspoken passing between them before he turned away. 


The next step in unraveling Project S.O.L.A.C.E. was finding the Cipher Key. 


And that led them straight into the enemy's territory. 


The city's power grid had been unstable for months, plunging entire blocks into darkness. Nathan led them through an abandoned train station on the outskirts of town. The air smelled of rust and damp concrete. 


"The Cipher Key isn't just data, it's an access code," Nathan whispered as they reached a rusted maintenance door. "Encrypted sequences hidden inside a physical drive. Without it, we can't decode the rest of Lorne's research." 


Jared answered instead. "Inside a government black site." 


Her stomach dropped. "You're kidding." 


Reed cursed under his breath. "You mean to tell me we're about to break into a high-security facility for a flash drive?" 


Nathan shot him a look. "A flash drive that could unlock every classified file on Project S.O.L.A.C.E. including why Tricia's the key asset." 


Tricia squared her shoulders. "Then let's do it." 


They infiltrated the facility through an underground service tunnel, bypassing motion sensors and heat scanners. Nathan worked fast, hacking the internal network to reroute security patrols. 


Tricia and Jared moved ahead, sticking to the shadows. Every step brought them closer to the server room, where the Cipher Key was stored. 


Tricia's instincts screamed at her. Too easy. 


Then, as Jared reached for the access panel, 


Red emergency lights flashed. Metal shutters slammed down over the exits. 


Nathan's voice crackled through their earpieces. "You've got hostiles inbound. Get the damn drive and get out!" 


Tricia didn't hesitate. She sprinted toward the server racks, scanning the labels until she found it, a small encrypted drive labeled S-045. 


She grabbed it just as the first gunshot rang out. 


Jared shoved her behind cover, firing back at the incoming guards. Reed took out two before ducking behind a terminal. 


Tricia shoved the drive into a secure pouch. "We have to move, now!" 


Jared shot the nearest guard and turned to her. "Go. I'll cover you." 


"No," she snapped. "We do this together." 


Nathan's voice was sharp in their ears. "You don't have time to argue. They're locking down the entire sector!" 


She grabbed a flash grenade from Jared's belt, pulled the pin, and threw it. 


A deafening BANG erupted, blinding their attackers. 


They sprinted toward the emergency exit. Thirty seconds. 


Reed kicked down the side door. They barely made it through before the corridor detonated behind them. 


Smoke and fire filled the air as they burst onto the streets. Sirens blared in the distance. 


Nathan's SUV skidded around the corner. "Get in!" 


They dove inside, tires screeching as they sped away. 


Tricia clutched the drive in her shaking hands. 
