Cavanaugh's Secret Delivery
This detective will guard his family with his life!When Detective Dugan Cavanaugh delivers Toni O’Keefe’s baby he is surprised to learn she is hot on the trail of exposing a drug cartel! But Dugan needs to work hard to win her trust and her heart…
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This Cavanaugh detective guards his ready-made family
A brand-new Top Secret Deliveries thriller
Delivering a stranded womanâs baby? All in a dayâs work for Detective Dugan Cavanaugh. But the new mother is investigative reporter Toni OâKeefe, whoâs hot on the trail of the drug cartel Dugan is tracking. Now with infant Heather and Toni in the cartelâs lethal sights, Toniâs fragile trust in Dugan is their only shot to get Cavanaugh justice!
USA TODAY bestselling and RITA® Awardâwinning author MARIE FERRARELLA has written more than two hundred and fifty books for Mills & Boon, some under the name Marie Nicole. Her romances are beloved by fans worldwide. Visit her website, www.marieferrarella.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07911-2
CAVANAUGHâS SECRET DELIVERY
© 2018 Marie Rydzynski-Ferrarella
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Tiffany Khauo-Melgar With Love
Contents
Man, heâd really needed this night out, Detective Dugan Cavanaugh thought. He loved his job, no question about it, but after putting in what felt like three weeks straight to get all those slippery little ducks in a row, it really felt good to unwind and blow off some steam tonight, even for a little while.
However, the problem with blowing off steam was that sometimes time did manage to get away from him. Like tonight. It was ten after midnight.
He really hadnât intended to be out this late.
âAnd tomorrow is a school day,â he chuckled to himself under his breath. That meant that he couldnât sleep inânot that he even knew how at this point in his life. âTime to get you home, Detective Cavanaugh, before you suddenly turn into that pumpkin that your mama used to read to you about way back when.â
Dugan grinned to himself. Anyone overhearing him would have thought he was three sheets to the wind. Truth was, he wasnât even quite one sheet. Despite coming out to Maloneâs and hoisting a few beers, he wasnât drunk, just feeling very good.
And relaxed.
But he wasnât intoxicated. Dugan knew better than to get behind the wheel of his car if he were. The beers, both of them, had been consumed over the course of six hours, and given the fact that he was six-three and had a physique that would have made a bodybuilder envious, those beers had less than no effect on him. It just felt good to get together with a number of his friends and family.
This was what it was all about for him, Dugan thought. Friends and family. And keeping the world safe for those friends and familyâas well as the public at large.
But right now, it was time to go home and get some very well-deserved sleep so that tomorrow morning, he could get up and do it all again. For him, as well as most of the members of his family, that meant finding ways to put the bad guys awayâthe faster the better. In his particular case, that involved getting the goods on drug dealers.
