MISTLETOE MEMORY LOSS
Assaulted a week before a high-profile drug trafficking trial, assistant district attorney Madison Callahan narrowly escapes death...but suffers amnesia. Now, when she canât recall the identity of her attacker, everyone is suspectâexcept the handsome policeman who saved her. Officer Noah Sinclair will do anything to bring the mob-connected drug trafficker to justice, including providing personal protection to Madisonâthe sister of the partner he nearly got killed. But helping her regain her memory may end their unlikely alliance because once she remembers him, Noah might be the last man sheâll want to rely on. As the trial looms and with the assailant dead set on ensuring that Madison doesnât survive to see Christmas, itâll take everything Noahâs got to keep Madison alive.
The way Noah watched the parking lot, sweeping his gaze over the area, made Maddy nervous.
Surely he didnât think theyâd be ambushed here? No, it was more likely that he was just being a cop.
The minutes ticked by with excruciating slowness, but then a large black K-9 SUV pulled into the parking lot, the twin headlights bright amid the dusky shadows.
Maddy headed for the door. Noah moved lightning-fast, grasping her arm, halting her progress.
âHold on a minute, Maddy.â He pushed her behind him. âIâm going first, just in case.â
She didnât want Noah in harmâs way, but he was wearing the vest that had saved his life once before. She grasped the back of his utility belt, determined to follow close on his heels.
Outside, her gaze centered on the black SUV she could see parked in a spot that was facing the bowling alley. The driver-side door opened and a man climbed out. Her brother turned and the moment she saw his face, the missing puzzle pieces clicked into place.
She let go of Noah and rushed around him in a hurry to reach her brother.
âGet down!â Noah shouted just before the boom of a gun echoed through the parking lot.
Dear Reader,
Christmas Amnesia is the third book in my Callahan Confidential miniseries. Thanks to all of you who wrote to me letting me know how much youâre enjoying the Callahans. This book revolves around Assistant District Attorney Madison âMaddyâ Callahan.
When Maddy is assaulted outside the courthouse, she loses her memory, a catastrophe since sheâs preparing for the biggest trial of her career. Office Noah Sinclair arrives at the hospital in time to save her life, and while he certainly knows Maddy, she doesnât remember him. As Maddy tries to remember and flees the gunman chasing after her, she soon realizes Noah is the only man she can trust, with her life and with her heart.
I hope you enjoy Noah and Maddyâs story. Iâm also hard at work on the next book in the Callahan Confidential Series. I love hearing from my readers. If youâre interested in contacting me or signing up for my newsletter, please visit my website at www.laurascottbooks.com. Iâm also on Facebook at Laura Scott Books Author and on Twitter @Laurascottbooks.
Yours in faith,
Laura Scott
LAURA SCOTT is a nurse by day and an author by night. She has always loved romance and read faith-based books by Grace Livingston Hill in her teenage years. Sheâs thrilled to have published over twelve books for Love Inspired Suspense. She has two adult children and lives in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, with her husband of thirty years. Please visit Laura at laurascottbooks.com, as she loves to hear from her readers.
Answer me when I call to You, my righteous God.
Give me relief from my distress; have mercy on me and hear my prayer.
âPsalms 4:1
This book is dedicated to my niece Brianna Umhoefer.
Always remember you are strong and smart. Reach for your dreams!
ONE
Assistant district attorney Madison Callahan hesitated on the concrete steps of the Milwaukee County Courthouse, shivering in the cold breeze coming off Lake Michigan. Had she heard something? Or was she letting her imagination run wild?
Working late and leaving at nine oâclock at night wasnât unusual, but for some undefined reason she hesitated. Giving herself a mental shake, she continued down the stairs, careful to avoid any icy patches.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she instinctively headed toward the reassuring streetlight, digging in her purse for her phone. Normally she walked the three-quarters of a mile to her condo, but since the hour was late, she decided to pull up the ride-sharing app on her phone.
She was moments from confirming her pickup location for her ride when strong arms yanked her backward, causing her to drop the phone. She sucked in a breath to scream, but the arms tightened crushingly around her. The sharp edge of a blade pressed painfully against her throat.
âDrop the case or you will all die, including the two old ladies in the house on the hill.â