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A serial killer is on the loose...in the first book in Shirlee McCoy’s FBI: Special Crimes Unit series
After Special Agent Adam Whitfield’s ex-wife is nearly killed when she stops an abduction, the serial killer that Adam’s been hunting turns his focus on Charlotte Murray for getting in his way. Now, as the Night Stalker closes in, Adam has two missions: bring the murderer to justice and save Charlotte—because failure isn’t an option.
Aside from her faith and her family, there’s not much SHIRLEE MCCOY enjoys more than a good book! When she’s not teaching or chauffeuring her five kids, she can usually be found plotting her next Love Inspired Suspense story or wandering around the beautiful Inland Northwest in search of inspiration. Shirlee loves to hear from readers. If you have time, drop her a line at [email protected].
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Night Stalker
Mission: Rescue
Protective Instincts
Her Christmas Guardian
Exit Strategy
Deadly Christmas Secrets
Mystery Child
The Christmas Target
Mistaken Identity
Christmas on the Run
Classified K-9 Unit
Bodyguard
Rookie K-9 Unit
Secrets and Lies
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Night Stalker
Shirlee McCoy
ISBN: 978-1-474-08259-4
NIGHT STALKER
© 2018 Shirlee McCoy
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Something darted out from the trees.
Adam had his gun in hand in an instant, his arm pressing Charlotte down and out of the line of fire.
He knew how quickly safety could turn to danger, and he knew how desperate the Night Stalker must be. The local papers had run the story.
Guardian Angel Saves Tenth Victim of Notorious Night Stalker.
The reporters might not have Charlotte’s name, but they were speculating that she was someone local to Whisper Lake.
How long would it take the Night Stalker to figure out who she was and where she lived?
Leaves rustled. A twig snapped. A dog appeared.
“Clover!” Charlotte shouted, and then she was scrambling out of the car and onto the road.
He grabbed her, hauling her up and into the SUV. Not caring about her injury. All he cared about was keeping her alive.
If the dog loping toward them was hers, someone had let it out. Someone who might be waiting for her to return, waiting for her to go looking for the dog she obviously loved. Waiting on the road with a gun in hand, ready to finish what he’d begun.
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