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A large, dark figure slipped into the cabin
Kate forced back the surge of panic and gripped her makeshift club tighter. His movements, silent and deliberate as he maneuvered through the room, reminded her of a stalking panther. She searched the silhouette for a weapon, but he had none. A flicker of déjà vu swept through her. Only one person moved like that. And he was the last person she wanted to see.
Let me be wrong. Let it be a hit man on my back.
“Roman?” Kate gasped. Her mind refused to believe what her heart now recognized. Roman leaned close, putting his face inches from hers. His sharp, stony features were barely visible in the darkness. But it didn’t matter.
At one time, Kate had cherished every angle, every plane….
Dear Harlequin Intrigue Reader,
As we ring in a new year, we have another great month of mystery and suspense coupled with steamy passion.
Here are some juicy highlights from our six-book lineup:
Julie Miller launches a new series, THE PRECINCT, beginning with Partner-Protector. These books revolve around the rugged Fourth Precinct lawmen of Kansas City whom you first fell in love with in the TAYLOR CLAN series!
Rocky Mountain Mystery marks the beginning of Cassie Miles’s riveting new trilogy, COLORADO CRIME CONSULTANTS, about a network of private citizens who volunteer their expertise in solving criminal investigations.
Those popular TOP SECRET BABIES return to our lineup for the next four months!
Gothic-inspired tales continue in our spine-tingling ECLIPSE promotion.
And don’t forget to look for Debra Webb’s special Signature Spotlight title this month: Dying To Play.
Hopefully we’ve whetted your appetite for January’s thrilling lineup. And be sure to check back every month to satisfy your craving for outstanding suspense reading.
Enjoy!
Denise O’Sullivan
Senior Editor
Harlequin Intrigue
Bodyguard Rescue
Donna Young
For Matthew, Cameron and Lauren
The loves of my life
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Donna Young, an incurable romantic, lives in beautiful Northern California with her husband and two children.
CAST OF CHARACTERS
Roman D’Amato— As a government operative, he is assigned one mission: to protect the one woman he’s ever loved—or kill her. Whichever proves most necessary.
Kate MacAlister— A world-leading antimatter research scientist. Her recent development of a new energy source could revolutionize the planet—or destroy it.
Nigel Threader— Underworld arms merchant who wants the formula from Kate—and much, much more. No matter the cost.
Cain MacAlister— Kate’s eldest brother, Roman’s Black Ops partner, and a man with zero tolerance when someone threatens his family.
Ian MacAlister— Kate’s older brother, a Navy SEAL with a reputation for getting the job done—whatever it takes.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter One
The screams sought him in the darkness where he was the most vulnerable. Sinking further into the shrouded layers of fatigue, he let the murkiness surround him. Maybe this time the shadows would provide refuge. Maybe this time she’d leave him in peace.
Instead the tortured wails followed him, penetrating his sanctuary, their pitch growing maniacal as she pursued him. Didn’t she realize he couldn’t save her? Not now. Not ever.
Taunting his cowardice, the screams became deafening, demanding his presence. Their razor-sharp edges sliced through the darkness and forced him away from the protective shadows.
She appeared at the edge where light and dark blended into a misty vapor. Her features, contorted in anguish, softened when she recognized him.
“Help me,” she pleaded, her cries turning to whimpers.
The image grew clearer as the shadows receded. Her face, once exotic in its beauty, loomed before him now slashed and bloody. Her naked body, broken and mangled. Eyes, black as midnight, reflected the tortured spirit lying beneath.
“Kill me,” she begged as her hands clawed at him, smearing his chest with blood. “Please.”
“No.” His own scream wrenched through the air, its rawness jarring him from his sleep. His eyes flew open and he expected to see her body lying next to his, but only the smell of her blood followed him back into reality. The metallic scent lingered in his nostrils, mixing with the sour odor of his sweat and the staleness of the cabin. His stomach heaved in protest.
“Damn.” Roman D’Amato swung his legs over the edge of the berth and pressed the heels of his hands against his temples. The sledgehammer inside his skull eased into a rhythmic throb.
He’d made the wrong choice. If the nightmares were the punishment, so be it. Lord knew he deserved worse, much worse.
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