The Montana Hamiltons by New York Times bestselling author B.J. Daniels
Heâs meant to protect her, but what is this cowboy keeping from her about the danger sheâs facing?
As the daughter of a presidential candidate, Cassidy Hamilton left the Montana family ranch to escape notoriety and live her own life. But when someone tries to abduct her off a Houston sidewalk, Cassidy finds protection in the tall, dark and sexy form of cowboy Jack Durand. The gorgeous Texan doesnât recognize her, wants nothing from her and is determined to keep her safe.
Jack hates keeping secrets from the beautiful Cassidy, but he knows more about her kidnapping attempt than heâs admitting. Forced on the run, Jack and Cassidy begin piecing together a jagged family puzzle, exposing a plot years in the makingâone that will either tear them apart or bring them closer together than ever.
Praise for New York Times bestselling author B.J. Daniels and The Montana Hamiltons
âThe first book of Danielsâ new Montana Hamiltons series will draw readers in with its genuine characters, multiple storylines and intense conflict set against the beautiful Montana landscape.â
âRT Book Reviews on Wild Horses
âWild Horses is filled with action, intrigue, mystery and romance; in other words a classic B.J. Daniels book.â
âFresh Fiction on Wild Horses
âForget slow-simmering romance...the second Montana Hamiltons is always at a rolling boil.â
âPublishers Weekly on Lone Rider
âLucky Shot is third in a solid mystery series with rugged cowboys and strong women who are smart characters. Fans of the show Longmire will find a new book to absoutely adore.â
âRT Book Reviews on Lucky Shot
âSure to have fans anxious for the next title in the series.â
âLibrary Journal on Lucky Shot
CHAPTER ONE
THE CEMETERY SEEMED unusually quiet. Jack Durand paused on the narrow walkway to glance toward the Houston skyline. He never came to Houston without stopping by his motherâs grave. He liked to think of his mother here in this beautiful, peaceful place. And he always brought flowers. Today heâd brought her favorite, daisies.
He breathed in the sweet scent of freshly mown lawn as he moved through shafts of sunlight fingering their way down through the huge oak trees. Long shadows fell across the path, offering a breath of cooler air. Fortunately, the summer day wasnât hot and the walk felt good after the long drive in from the ranch.
The silent gravestones and statues gleamed in the sun. His favorites were the angels. He liked the idea of all the angels here watching over his mother, he thought, as he passed the small lake ringed with trees and followed the wide bend of Brays Bayou situated along one side of the property. A flock of ducks took flight, flapping wildly and sending water droplets into the air.
Heâd taken the long way because he needed to relax. He knew it was silly, but he didnât want to visit his mother upset. Heâd promised her on her deathbed that he would try harder to get along with his father.
Ahead, he saw movement near his motherâs grave and slowed. A man wearing a dark suit stood next to the angel statue that watched over her final resting place. The man wasnât looking at the grave or the angel. Instead, he appeared to simply be waiting impatiently. As he turned...
With a start, Jack recognized his father.
He thought he had to be mistaken at first. Tom Durand had made a point of telling him he would be in Los Angeles the next few days. Had his fatherâs plans changed? Surely, he would have no reason to lie about it.
Until recently, that his father might have lied would never have occurred to him. But things had been strained between them since Jack had told him he wouldnât be taking over the family business.
It wasnât just seeing his father here when he should have been in Los Angeles. It was seeing him in this cemetery. He knew for a fact that his father hadnât been here since the funeral.
âI donât like cemeteries,â heâd told his son when Jack had asked why he didnât visit his dead wife. âAnyway, what is the point? Sheâs gone.â
Jack felt close to his mother near her grave. âItâs a sign of respect.â