Operation Notorious
Uncovering the truth puts a target on a lawyer's back in this explosive Cutter's Code romance Katie Moore's small town is rocked when her best friend is brutally murdered—and her father becomes the prime suspect. Her dad's only chance is Gavin de Marco, an attorney who doesn't trust anything or anyone. Now Gavin is probing secrets heartbroken Katie didn't know she had—and sparking an attraction neither can resist.Betrayal taught Gavin to ruthlessly expose the truth—and he's certain Katie is hiding something. Still, her fiery warmth is challenging his defenses every step of the way, making it impossible to stay out of her arms. But surviving a killer's insidious scheme could shatter any shot he and Katie have at justice—or a future…
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Uncovering the truth puts a target on a lawyerâs back in this explosive Cutterâs Code romance
Katie Mooreâs small town is rocked when her best friend is brutally murderedâand her father becomes the prime suspect. Her dadâs only chance is Gavin de Marco, an attorney who doesnât trust anything or anyone. Now Gavin is probing secrets heartbroken Katie didnât know she hadâand sparking an attraction neither can resist.
Betrayal taught Gavin to ruthlessly expose the truthâand heâs certain Katie is hiding something. Still, her fiery warmth is challenging his defenses every step of the way, making it impossible to stay out of her arms. But surviving a killerâs insidious scheme could shatter any shot he and Katie have at justiceâor a future...
âThere are so many reasons this would be a mistake,â Gavin said, his voice lower, rougher.
âAnd only one reason it wouldnât?â
âI can think of several, but theyâre all just different words for the same thing.â
He turned to go, clearly determined not to make that mistake, as he called it. Katie stiffened her spine, reeled in her uncooperative senses. Fine. Iâm certainly not going to beg the man to kiss me. Even if thatâs what I feel like doing.
And yet Gavin turned back suddenly. Crossed the three feet between them in one stride. Katie felt his hands cup her face in the moment before he lowered his mouth to hers. The unexpectedness of it didnât lessen the jolt, or slow the fire that leaped to life in her anew, as if it had only been banked, not extinguished. The feel of Gavinâs mouth on hers rekindled it thoroughly, sending heat and sensation racing along every nerve...
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Be sure to check out the rest of the books in this miniseries.
Cutterâs Code: A clever and mysterious canine helps a group of secret operatives crack the case.
Like many writers, Iâm sure, in the process of writing a continuing series like Cutterâs Code, I often find myself mentioning in passing the names of characters I never really expect to write an entire book about. They serve their purpose and then vanish, perhaps to be mentioned from time to time. But sometimes they reappear, full grown and knocking on my consciousness, saying, âHey, remember me?â
Gavin de Marco is one of those. I had worn a uniform and a badge for many years, so attorneys in general were not always at the top of my guest list, except for ones I knew were good guys. But I think it does us good to take out old perceptions and rattle them around a bit, and see what happens. And Gavin turned out to be quite a good guy in the end. Iâm glad he came knocking. I hope you will be, too.
Happy reading!
Justine
JUSTINE DAVIS lives on Puget Sound in Washington State, watching big ships and the occasional submarine go by and sharing the neighborhood with assorted wildlife, including a pair of bald eagles, deer, a bear or two and a tailless raccoon. In the few hours when sheâs not planning, plotting or writing her next book, her favorite things are photography, knitting her way through a huge yarn stash and driving her restored 1967 Corvette roadsterâtop down, of course.
SAM
Sometimes the best things just end up on your doorstep...
One day a little puppy, lost and alone, somehow managed to pick the right house to show up at. He was a two-color pup, black-and-white fur, with one blue eye and one black eye. Irresistible, because when it became clear no one knew where he came from, the people at that house took him in.
They dubbed him Sam, sometimes called Perky because he was, and he became a member of the family. He took to life on a farm, with cattle, horses and chickens, grew to a nice medium size and functioned as buddy, playmate and, if necessary, protector. He loved them as only a dog can, and they loved him very much in return, for all the many years they were blessed with. And, as all dogs should be, he is remembered with love to this day.
To all who loved him, from Granny Thrasher.
This is the latest in a series of dedications from readers who have shared the pain of the loss of a beloved dog. For more information visit my website at www.justinedavis.com.
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âIâm sending him to you. Make up something you need him for.â
Quinn Foxworth blinked, and frowned at his phone. âWhat?â
âFight infoâs en route. Youâve got six hours to come up with something. Good luck.â
âWhat am I supposedââ
He stopped when he realized he was talking to dead air. He lowered the phone, staring at the screen that told him the call had lasted eighteen seconds.
