Soldier's Christmas Secrets. Laura Scott
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“I have a snowmobile nearby. I promise I’ll be quick.”
Tears welled in her eyes, but she gave a jerky nod, showing she understood. He drew out his gun and handed it to her.
He hesitated. There was so much he wanted to say, but there wasn’t time. He needed to move, to draw the hostiles away from Jillian and Lizzy.
He’d willingly sacrifice himself to keep them alive and safe.
I hope you’ve enjoyed Hawk and Jillian’s story, Soldier’s Christmas Secrets. Many of you asked for Hawk to find his own happy ending, and frankly, I wasn’t quite willing to give up the Callahans, either.
I have the utmost respect for all of those who serve our country, and I hope you give this new miniseries, Justice Seekers, a try.
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Until next time,
Laura Scott
Be strong and of a good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them: for the Lord thy God, he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.
—Deuteronomy 31:6
This book is dedicated to Michael Christman, a man who has bravely faced cancer only to come out stronger within his faith. This book is for you.
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Note to Readers
Hawk Jacobson parked his SUV and moved silently through the dark, cold December night, automatically raking his gaze over the area searching for a possible threat. As a private investigator, he didn’t have set hours, and tonight he was returning home later than usual.
After entering his house, he didn’t bother turning his lights on as he made his way through the interior. Hawk paused near the side window, the one overlooking Jillian’s home. Dark windows outlined by bright Christmas lights indicated his neighbor, Jillian Wade, and her young daughter, Lizzy, had retired for the night.
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