Ransom At Christmas
Ransom at Christmas He'll do anything to protect this mysterious woman… Who is this unconscious woman Will Kent finds on his land? And who's targeting her? For her safety, Will takes her into hiding. But with time ticking down and a Christmas deadline just around the corner, how can he stop an unknown enemy?
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He’ll do anything to protect
a mysterious woman from an unseen foe.
Minutes after finding an unconscious woman on his land, bullets whiz right by rancher Will Kent. Who is this woman? Who’s targeting her? Before long, Kelly Morgan’s secret past emerges and they discover she has a fiancé she’s afraid of…but can’t remember why. For her safety, Will takes Kelly into hiding. But with time ticking down and a Christmas deadline just around the corner, how can he stop an unknown enemy?
USA TODAY bestselling author BARB HAN lives in north Texas with her very own hero-worthy husband, three beautiful children, a spunky golden retriever/standard poodle mix and too many books in her to-read pile.
In her downtime, she plays video games and spends much of her time on or around a basketball court. She loves interacting with readers and is grateful for their support. You can reach her at barbhan.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-09448-1
RANSOM AT CHRISTMAS
© 2019 Barb Han
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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All my love to Brandon, Jacob and Tori,
my favorite people in the world.
To Babe, my hero, for being my great love
and my place to call home.
Contents
Note to Readers
Torpedoing through trees at breakneck speed, Kelly Morgan drew a frustrating blank as she glanced down at the intricately detailed bodice of the white dress she wore. Branches slapped at her face and torso, catching the puffy layers of the full-length dress. She pushed ahead, anyway, because a voice in the back of her mind rang out, loud and clear.
It shouted, Run!
Trying to recall any details from the past few hours, let alone days, cramped her brain. All she remembered clearly was that there’d been a man in a tuxedo trying to force some kind of clear liquid down her throat.
Other than that, Kelly was clueless as to what she was doing in a white dress and her dress cowgirl boots barreling through the woods on a random ranch.
A cold front had moved in and she was shivering in her formal attire. Instinct told her to follow the creek.
As she fought her way through the underbrush, a vine caught the toe of her right boot. Her ankle twisted, shooting pain up her leg and causing her to stumble forward a few steps as she tried to regain balance.
Those couple of steps couldn’t stabilize her.
Momentum shot her forward onto all fours.
Thankfully, she missed banging her head on a mesquite tree by scarcely two inches. Her knees weren’t so lucky. They scraped against thorny branches. Rocks dug into her palms as she landed on the hard, unforgiving earth.
