FIGHTING TO SURVIVE
Nia Sharpe never expected to get caught in the crosshairs of a drug war. But with the return of her criminal brother, her life is suddenly on the line. Thankfully, her handsome boss, Aiden McBride, is there when she needs him most. Nia knows Aiden is still reeling from his past, so when the war vet steps in to keep her safe, Nia is touched by his heroic actions. Now staying ahead of the bad guys is their best chance of surviving. But watching Aiden fight for herâfor themâgives her hope that they could share more than just this deadly situation. Perhaps they could share a futureâ¦
Echo Mountain: Saving lives and finding love in the mountains of Washington State
An ear-piercing cry made Aiden freeze.
He scanned the surrounding area.
A flash of pink punctuated the peaceful scene as it floated down the mountainside almost in slow motion. Heâd recognize that bright pink anywhere.
âNia?â he whispered and whipped out his binoculars to get a better look.
It was, in fact, Nia sliding down the mountainside.
He shoved the binoculars into his pack, strapped it across his shoulders and took off, strategizing the quickest way to get to her.
Why was she up here, anyway? Had something happened at the resort and she couldnât reach him by phone? Heâd turned it off hoping for true solitude, thinking God could better hear his prayers if Aiden werenât distracted, because lately heâd felt abandoned by the Lord.
Forget about that and get to Nia.
ONE
She had to protect him.
Shivering against a strong gust of wind, Nia Sharpe quickened her pace up the mountain trail, determined to find her boss, resort manager Aiden McBride, by nightfall. She knew he was planning a midweek overnight hike to Pleasant Point and she needed to warn him.
Something didnât feel right about the two men, calling themselves Mark and Greg, who came looking for Aiden, men who claimed to be business associates. After theyâd checked in, she had the resortâs IT tech, Zack Carter, dig into their backgrounds, but he came up empty. It was as though the two men didnât exist.
As concierge for Echo Mountain Resort, it wasnât just Niaâs job to help guests. She also prided herself on keeping Aidenâs life as calm as possible.
When sheâd learned that the mystery men rented hiking gear from the recreation office, her instincts went on full alert.
Always trust your instincts. A hard but valuable lesson sheâd learned in childhood. One that she put to good use to protect her boss.
Fearing Mark and Greg had discovered Aidenâs hiking plans by talking to resort staff, she took off at lunchtime to beat them to Pleasant Point.
Sheâd repeatedly called Aiden over the course of the past few hours, but he didnât answer. Reception was spotty in the mountains, so that was no surprise. A shudder trickled down her spine. Had the men already found Aiden?
Maybe she was overreacting, a force of habit from surviving an abusive household growing up. She also tended to overthink things where Aiden was concerned because she knew about the emotional trauma that had followed him home from the war. She seemed to be the only one.
âMiss Sharpe?â
She whipped around and spotted the two strangers heading up the trail. Had they followed her? Frustration ripped through her insides. If that was the case, she was leading them straight to Aiden.
Play it cool, Nia.
âWhat a coincidence finding you up here,â the man calling himself Greg said. The obvious leader, he was tall and thin with a narrow face.
âYes, indeed,â Nia said as calmly as possible.
The men hesitated, as if they didnât want to scare her away.
âAs long as weâve run into you, could we ask you a few questionsââ Greg hesitated ââabout your boss?â
Mark, a husky, intense-looking man, watched her with assessing eyes.
âHow about tomorrow at 9:00 a.m.?â she answered in the pleasant tone she used with guests. âI came out here for some peace and quiet. Iâm sure you understand.â
âHow well do you know Aiden McBride?â Greg said, ignoring her request.
âAs well as an employee knows her boss. Why?â She dug into her pocket for something she could use as a weapon. Her fingers wrapped around a cough drop. Great.