Solemn Oath
Dr. Lukas Bower is the temporary director at Knolls Community Hospital, but he's a doctor first.As an E.R. surgeon he took a solemn oath to put his patients' needs ahead of anyone else's–his own, the insurance companies' or the hospital's. Yet now the future of the smalltown medical center hangs in the balance because of one powerful, vindictive man. And Lukas's faith, as necessary to him as air, becomes a barrier between himself and Dr. Mercy Richmond, a beautiful single mother who can't forgive him. But when a suspicious fire destroys the hospital, all their futures–and their faith–will be tested.
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Critical Praise for
HANNAH ALEXANDERâS Novels
SOLEMN OATH
â Solemn Oath absolutely hit the ball out of the park. Hannah Alexander is going to have a hard time writing fast enough to keep up with reader demand.â
âDebi Stack
SACRED TRUST
âAlexander is great at drawing the reader into her story line and keeping them hooked until the resolution of the plot.â
â Christian Retailing
A KILLING FROST
âRunning dialogue and a few twists will keep romantic suspense fans coming back for more.â
â Publishers Weekly
DOUBLE BLIND
âNative American culture clashes with Christian principles in the freshly original plot.â
â Romantic Times BOOKreviews
GRAVE RISK
âThe latest in Alexanderâs Hideaway series is filled with mystery and intrigue. Readers familiar with the series will appreciate how the author keeps the characters fresh and appealing.â
â Romantic Times BOOKreviews
FAIR WARNING
âThe plot is interesting and the resolution filled with action.â
â Romantic Times BOOKreviews
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Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Epilogue
Questions for Discussion
Prologue
L eonardo the lion lay cold in his cage. Splotches of rusty red-brown stained his coat around a bullet wound in his right side, and a grown manâs sobs echoed against the concrete wall that protected Leonardoâs inner sanctum.
Cowboy Casey knelt beside his pet, forehead pressed against the stained velvet shoulder, tears dampening the tawny fur. âMy friendâ¦why?â
With callused fingers he tested the stiffness of the lionâs well-fed ribs. Rigor mortis. The killer had probably struck before dawn, when Cowboy was taking his autumn load of exotic animals to the station for shipment.
âWho would do a thing like this? What kind of a cruelâ¦â Cowboy knew the answer before the question completely formed in his mind. The muscles in his jaw hardened, and his teeth ground together as he fought against a sudden, overwhelming rage. âBerring!â
He exhaled an angry gush of air and jerked to his feet to pace across the cage. Of course Berring. Two weeks after that madman had moved into the neighboring farm this summer, a gaping hole mysteriously appeared in the bison pasture fence. Thank goodness for three brave buddies with herding skills.
Berring had also called the sheriff out twice in the past month with some wild-haired story about Leonardo roaming the woods at night. The sheriff knew better, and so did every farmer in Knolls County. Cowboy had never put his neighbors in danger from the powerful animals he raised on his ranch.
He pivoted and walked across to hunker down once more beside the big cat. Leonardo had been his most faithful pal for the past four years, in spite of the roughhousing that had gone too far and sent him to the E.R. a few times. It wasnât Leonardoâs fault he had jaws with the impact of a backhoe.
And it wasnât his fault a crazy man had been turned loose with a gun.
âHe wonât get away with it, my friend,â Cowboy said as he grabbed up his hat and strode from the cage.
Off-duty fireman Buck Oppenheimer stepped through the front entrance of his favorite convenience store, the Pride of Knolls. He unfolded a ten-dollar bill to pay for his gasoline, looking around for Roxie, the regular weekday clerk. The place was deserted.
âHey, Rox!â His voice carried over the tops of tightly packed shelves toward the back of the store. âPut your cigarette out and get back to work. Breakâs over!â
He grinned to himself, waiting for her usual sharp comeback. He and Roxie had an ongoing rivalry about who could give the best insult. Roxie usually won, because Buck had been raised to treat all women like ladies. And Roxie was no lady.
There was no reply, but sure enough, he did smell smoke. He always smelled smoke in here. All the old farmers ignored the signs plastered by management on the windows and the front of the counter, and Roxie was the worst offender of the bunch. She always stated proudly that sheâd been smoking two packs a day for fifty years, and management could fire her if they wanted. Sheâd been here for the past ten years. Truth was, management was scared of her.
But sixty-year-old Roxie didnât come plunging through the squeaky swinging doors from the back the way she always did. Buck listened for the sound of a toilet flushing or of Roxie shuffling boxes around in the back. Could be she hadnât heard him come in.
