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From profiling criminals
to being hunted by a killer.
Asking FBI agent Lucy Sanderson to profile the Back Roads Killer is the only way Bryce Tippett can prove his brother is innocent—unless Lucy becomes the next victim. When someone begins stalking her just as she arrives in town, it falls to the single dad to protect her. But as clues lead in unexpected directions, can they uncover the truth…and survive to expose it?
Covert Operatives
VIRGINIA VAUGHAN is a born-and-raised Mississippi girl. She is blessed to come from a large Southern family, and her fondest memories include listening to stories recounted around the dinner table. She was a lover of books from a young age, devouring tales of romance, danger and love. She soon started writing them herself. You can connect with Virginia through her website, virginiavaughanonline.com, or through the publisher.
Covert Operatives
Cold Case Cover-Up
Deadly Christmas Duty
Risky Return
Killer Insight
Rangers Under Fire
Yuletide Abduction
Reunion Mission
Ranch Refuge
Mistletoe Reunion Threat
Mission Undercover
Mission: Memory Recall
No Safe Haven
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Killer Insight
Virginia Vaughan
ISBN: 978-0-008-90646-7
KILLER INSIGHT
© 2020 Virginia Vaughan
Published in Great Britain 2020
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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“There’s nothing you could tell me that would change the way I feel about you…”
Lucy wanted to believe that. Bryce was a good and loyal man. How she wanted to lean into him! She fought her own instincts. She had to.
Bruce took the room key from her. “Let me check the room before you go inside.”
He pulled his gun from his holster and pushed open the door, flicking on the light. He opened the bathroom door and, when he did, a blast of gunfire sent Lucy flying backwards. She hit the wall and had the breath knocked from her.
Bryce was holding his shoulder and blood was pooling between his fingers.
Lucy grabbed up Bryce’s gun from the floor and kicked open the bathroom door, but all she saw was a rifle hanging from a wire attached to the ceiling. There was no shooter, only an elaborate booby trap.
“I’m calling for an ambulance.”
“I’m not leaving you,” he barked. “Someone set a
booby trap in your room. That was meant for you, Lucy.”
Whoever had set this trap had intended to kill her.
Bryce had taken the bullet that was meant for her.
Dear Reader,
Thanks so much for joining me in the final chapter of my Covert Operatives series. I’m sad to say goodbye to these characters, but I’m looking forward to a new series with new fun and exciting journeys.
I hope you enjoyed reading Bryce and Lucy’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it. I loved the idea of taking an FBI profiler—someone trained to see and understand human behavior—and
