The Woman with No Name kicks off day one of the Valentine Countdown Blitz!
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Here are three sneak peek snippets of this fun book:
1)
Colt frowned at what appeared to be the beginning of a bruise on her face. “How did you get way out here?”
“I was . . . um . . . This is so weird. I’m not sure.”
She met his gaze, and the confused look on her face turned to annoyance. “I thought you were leaving. This is really none of your business.”
A gust of wind threatened to steal the hat off Colt’s head, so he tugged the brim down lower. “Not after the way my mama raised me. She’d tan my hide if I left you alone out here. Let me help you get somewhere safe, and I promise I’ll be on my way. Now, what’s your name?”
The girl’s expression softened as he mentioned his mama. “I’m . . . wait . . . I know my name,” she said. It’s . . .” She shook her head once more, a frustrated huff escaping her lips. “I can’t believe this. I don’t remember.”
2)
Smiling, Colt balanced the camera on a decaying log and peeked through the lens. “Get ready to smile. I set the timer so it’ll automatically take our picture. On your mark, get set, go.”
He pushed the button and scrambled across the hillside toward the bull. Skye laughed as he slid into place next to her and dropped to one knee. But so near her and those big blue eyes, he forgot about the camera. Forgot to look at it when she was gazing so intently at him. Instead of taking hold of the impressive antlers, Colt wrapped his fingers around the back of Skye’s pretty neck. He tipped his head and kissed her just as the camera clicked.
Stunned at his own boldness, he dropped his hand. “Sorry.”
Her surprised expression softened as she smiled at him. “Don’t be.”
3)
Another officer began searching Colt for weapons. “We’re taking you down to the station for questioning.” The cop’s hands continued roving. Down one leg and then the other. The hunting knife was pulled off Colt’s belt and his wallet and keys were removed from his pockets.
With four pistols trained on his chest and no indication that the officers would change their minds, Colt started to worry. “Why? What’s going on? I haven’t done anything wrong.”
The cop who had taken Colt’s keys and wallet piped up. “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about. But you just showed up in town with the missing victim, and you match the description of the suspect, so for now—” The officer paused, looking through the wallet. “Mr. Murdock, you’re under arrest for the armed robbery of the One National Bank, assault with a deadly weapon, aggravated kidnapping of Lily Vanasche, and the attempted first-degree murder of a bank employee.”
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