A Tyrannosaurus rex tooth made entirely of fire opal?
Opalized fossils were Raineâs professional specialtyâand her personal obsession.
âLetâs throw a little light on this.â Cade produced a penlight from an inner pocket and flicked it on.
Coruscating with green and pink flames, then glimmers of coppery gold, the tooth flamed as Cade played the light over it.
Lia held the tooth up, the gently curved fang nearly twice as long as her hand. âWould you like to buy this?â
Cade, Raineâs professional rival, laughed under his breath, then glanced ironically at Raineâand held her gaze.
You against me!
Dear Reader,
June marks the end of the first full year of Silhouette Bombshell, and weâre proud to tell you our lineup is strong, suspenseful and hotter than ever! As the summer takes hold, grab your gear and some Bombshell books and head out for some R & R. Let us entertain you!
Meet Captain Katherine Kane. When she uncovers a weapons cache and a dangerous criminal thought to be behind bars, this intrepid heroine gets the help she needs from an unlikely source, in beloved military-thriller author Vicki Hinzeâs riveting new novel in the WAR GAMES miniseries, Double Vision.
Donât miss the incredible finale to our popular ATHENA FORCE continuity series. A legal attaché is trapped when insurgents take over a foreign capitol buildingâand sheâll go head to head with the canny rebel leader to rescue hostages, stop the rebel troops and avert disaster, in Checkmate by Doranna Durgin.
Silhouette Intimate Moments author Maggie Price brings her exciting miniseries LINE OF DUTY to Bombshell with Trigger Effect, in which a forensic statement analyst brings criminals down by their words aloneâmuch to the dismay of one know-it-all homicide detective.
And youâll love author Peggy Nicholsonâs feisty heroine, Raine Ashaway, in An Angel in Stone, the first in THE BONE HUNTERS miniseries. Raineâs after a priceless opal dinosaur fossilâand to get it, sheâll have to outwit and outrun not just her sexy competition but a cunning killer!
Enjoy all four fabulous reads and when youâre done, please send your comments to my attention, c/o Silhouette Books, 233 Broadway, Ste. 1001, New York, NY 10279.
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Associate Senior Editor, Silhouette Bombshell
grew up in Texas with plans to be an astronaut, a jockey or a wild animal collector. Instead she majored in art at Brown University in Rhode Island then restored and lived aboard a 1920s wooden sailboat for ten years. She has worked as a high school art teacher, a chef to the countryâs crankiest nonagenarian millionaire, a waitress in an oyster bar and a full-time author. Her interests include antique rose gardening, Korat cats, ethnic cooking, offshore sailing andâbut naturally!âreading romances. She says, âThe best thing about writing is that, in the midst of lifeâs worst pratfalls and disasters, I can always say, âWow, what a story thisâll make!ââ You can write to Peggy at P.O. Box 675, Newport, RI 02840.
This oneâs for Jimmy, James Grimes, little brother grown bigâKing of the Dinos back then; King of the Road now. All the hugs in the world!
And with infinite gratitude to Paula Eykelhof, for much wisdom, forbearance as needed and many a smile.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Epilogue
10:00 p.m. September 23
P olice horses ought to come equipped with sirens. Galloping up West 79th Street in Manhattan, Raine found the heavy evening traffic was slowing her down. In the taxi ahead, the passengers turned around to gape and point at the horse and rider. Okay, so she wasnât wearing much more than a swathe of red silk, a red thong bikini and red wedge-heel sandals. Next time I dress for a black-tie gala, Iâll choose jodhpurs, she promised them grimly. Now will you for Peteâs sake get outta our way? This is an emergency!
They were too busy staring. Now the cabbie had turned, as well. His brake lights stuttered.
âBlasted rubberneckers!â She reined the bay onto the sidewalk and kept going.
Up ahead, an awning stretched from the raised entrance of a swank co-op to the curb. A uniformed doorman ambled down its crimson carpet. âComing through!â Raine cried, ducking to lay her cheek alongside the bayâs hot neck.
âHey!â The doorman stumbled backward and sat down hard on the co-op steps. âWhat the hell dâyou think youâreââ
âCall the cops! Over on 80th Street! Need âem NOW!â
âYou better believe Iâll call âem, blondie! And when they catch up with youââ
But Raine was peering ahead to the next awning. âLook out! Coming through!â
Not exactly the way sheâd envisioned this evening. Cocktails, theyâd said. Then dinner, after which sheâd make a short speechâthat was the worst ordeal sheâd figured on facing tonight. Then theyâd hold the auction, and her half of the bargain would be fulfilled. To celebrate, sheâd planned on taking a nice walk home from the museum by moonlight.