In The Lawman's Protection
AN AGENT WILL DO ANYTHING TO TAKE DOWN A TERRORIST.To locate a terrorist, Ren McClement must find the criminal's ‘dead’ wife Natalie. His plan: use the innocent beauty as bait. But when his duplicity leads them into grave danger, Ren reveals his secret to Natalie…and his passion for her.
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An agent will do anything to take down a terrorist.
Even if that means using a woman as his weapon.
To locate a terrorist, Ren McClement must find the criminalâs âdeadâ wife Natalie. His plan: use the innocent beauty as bait. But when his duplicity leads them into grave danger, Ren reveals his secret to Natalie...and his passion for her. Will furious Natalie be able to forgive his lie? And will they get to the mastermind before he unleashes mass destruction?
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JANIE CROUCH has loved to read romance her whole life. This USA TODAY bestselling author cut her teeth on Mills & Boon novels as a preteen, then moved on to a passion for romantic suspense as an adult. Janie lives with her husband and four children overseas. She enjoys traveling, long-distance running, movie watching, knitting and adventure/obstacle racing. You can ind out more about her at janiecrouch.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07927-3
IN THE LAWMANâS PROTECTION
© 2018 Janie Crouch
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Contents
For a dead woman, Natalie Anderson was pretty paranoid about security.
She rested her forehead against the back of the heavy wooden door. The closed, locked and completely bolted, heavy wooden door. And even though she hated herself for it, she reached down to double-check the security of the locks again.
Double-check, ha. Double-checking could be forgiven. This was more like octuple-check. And it wasnât just this door. It was every door in the house. And every window.
And she was about to start round nine. She had to stop herself. This could go on all night if she let it; she knew that for a fact.
âGet your sticky notes, kiddo,â she muttered to herself. âWork the problem.â
Sheâd discovered the sticky note trick around year two of being âdead.â That if she put one of the sticky pieces of paper on each window and door after she was one hundred percent certain the locks were in place, she could finally stop checking it again. Didnât have to worry sheâd accidentally missed one. Otherwise it was hours of the same thing over and over, just to be sure.
She grabbed the knockoff sticky papers sheâd gotten from a discount store and began her process. She checked every single doorâagainâthen every single window. The little yellow squares all over the place gave her a sense of security.
