As a devastating summer storm hits Grand Springs, Colorado, the next thirty-six hours will change the town and its residents foreverâ¦.
A mysterious blonde is suspected of killing Mayor Olivia Stuart, and now Josie Reynolds is in handcuffs. The arresting officer? Jack Stryker, straight-arrow cop and lover of said suspect.
But a case that seemed clear-cut goes sideways when another blonde named âJoâ hits Grand Springs, linked to the mayorâs murder and determined to tie up loose ends.
Adversaries under the law, Josie and Jack must form an alliance when danger has them both on the runâ¦.
Donât miss the next book in the continuing story of Grand Springs in Nine Months by Beverly Barton.
Dear Reader,
In the town of Grand Springs, Colorado, a devastating summer storm sets off a string of events that changes the lives of the residents foreverâ¦.
Welcome to Mills & Boon exciting new digital serial, 36 Hours! In this thirty-six part serial share the stories of the residents of Grand Springs, Colorado, in the wake of a deadly storm.
With the power knocked out and mudslides washing over the roads, the town is plunged into darkness and the residents are forced to face their biggest fearsâand find love against all odds.
Each week features a new story written by a variety of bestselling authors like Susan Mallery and Sharon Sala. The stories are published in three segments, on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and the first segment of every three-part book is free, so you can get caught up in the mystery and drama of Grand Springs. And you can get to know a new set of characters every week. You can read just one, but as the lives and stories of each intertwine in surprising ways, youâll want to read them all!
Join Mills & Boon E every week as we bring you excitement, mystery, fun and romance in 36 Hours!
Happy reading!
Jack Stryker felt Josie stiffen by degrees.
The hit woman drew out her fancy tranquilizer gunâit had been tucked into her utility belt at her trim waist. Her gaze swept the top of the mine, ensuring that she was not jumped from above.
Then her sharp eyes settled on the pile of boulders.
The hit woman stared and stared, and the tension rose unbearably. Quietly, soundlessly, he rocked Josie against him, trying to hold them both steady.
If the woman looked too closely. If she just saw the two footprints right before the bouldersâ¦
Josieâs fingers dug into his arm fierce enough to hurt. He didnât make a sound.
The woman turned and stepped into the mine. In a matter of seconds, the mountain had swallowed her whole.
There was no time for indecision. Jack unfurled from Josie. He took her hand. Her cheeks were stained with fresh tears. Her lower lip bled where her teeth had taken their toll. He wiped the moisture from her cheek. He pressed his thumb against her lip.
Then, unable to help himself, he dipped his head and kissed her. Her arms tangled around him instantly. She clung to him as if he were the last bastion in a storm, and he clung to her just as hard. They kissed hard, they kissed sweet.
And it felt good to have her against him again. Good to hold her. Good to taste her.
He wanted to curl up with her in her bed right now. He wanted to drape her in red silk and roll with her on her feather mattress. He wanted to hold her a long, long time, and tell her with his touch how sorry he was that heâd ever doubted her.
And how much it had hurt him, too.
He brought his lips away gently, resting his forehead against hers because he couldnât bear to lose all contact.
âQuietly,â he whispered, and she nodded back.
Like two thieves, they crept away from the mine, and this time, Josie stopped on her own so he could pick up another tree branch and wipe their passing from the earth.