Twin Targets
The Witness Protection Program was supposed to keep Jade Summers's sister safe. So why is U.S. Marshal Micah McGraw saying her twin is dead? Jade doesn't get the chance to ask because their meeting is interrupted by Ruby's killers. The mob is after Jade…but neither Micah nor Jade know why. Somehow, it's connected to a decades-old crime. Finding the truth could be disastrous, but lives depend on it. Several women are in danger…and Jade is the first one in the killer's sights.
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âIâm sorry.â Micahâs words were pitifully inadequate. âIâm so sorry for your loss.â
Guilt gnawed at him. Heâd been relieved that Jadeâs tearful breakdown at the news of her sisterâs death enabled him to get her safely away without any further delays.
She shook her head, sobs twisting her body. He clamped his teeth together, hands tight on the wheel. The sensible thing to do was to keep driving, get her home as swiftly as possible.
But he couldnât bear to watch her grieve without trying to comfort her. Maybe that wasnât the professional response, but it certainly was the human one.
âItâs going to be all right,â he whispered. Neither of them really believed that, but she needed to hear it right now.
A complicated mix of tenderness and protectiveness flowed through him. He shouldnât be doing thisâ¦shouldnât be caring about her.
But he didnât regret it for an instant.
Protecting the Witnesses:
New identities, looming danger and forever love in the Witness Protection Program.
MARTA PERRY
has written everything from Sunday School curricula to travel articles to magazine stories in more than twenty years of writing, but she feels sheâs found her writing home in the stories she writes for the Love Inspired lines.
Marta lives in rural Pennsylvania, but she and her husband spend part of each year at their second home in South Carolina. When sheâs not writing, sheâs probably visiting her children and her six beautiful grandchildren, traveling, gardening or relaxing with a good book.
Marta loves hearing from readers, and sheâll write back with a signed bookmark and/or her brochure of Pennsylvania Dutch recipes. Write to her c/o Steeple Hill Books, 233 Broadway, Suite 1001, New York, NY 10279, e-mail her at [email protected], or visit her on the Web at www.martaperry.com.
Special thanks and acknowledgment to Marta Perry for her contribution to the Protecting the Witnesses miniseries.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou are with me, Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me.
âPsalms 23:4
This story is dedicated to my Love Inspired Suspense sisters who worked with me on this project. And, as always, to Brian, with much love.
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
QUESTIONS FOR DISCUSSION
PROLOGUE
MEMO: TOP SECRET
To: FBI Organized Crime Division; U.S. Marshalâs Office
From: Jackson McGraw, Special Agent, Chicago Field Office, Federal Bureau of Investigation
Date: January 3, 2010
Re: Martino Chicago crime family
An informant has come forward since the recent announcement that Salvatore Martino, notorious former head of the Martino crime family, is near death. The woman refuses to give her name or connection to the Martino family, but to this point her information has been extremely accurate.
The informant has thus far consented to speak only to Special Agent McGraw and is carefully concealing her identity. She is apparently between fifty and sixty, about five feet five inches tall, approximately 150 lbs. Her speech is educated and unaccented. Her motives and identity are unknown.
In her most recent conversation, she passed on a vague rumor that Vincent Martino, currently the acting head of the Martino family and his fatherâs heir apparent, is planning an unknown, but probably bloody, tribute to his dying father. Please contact Agent McGraw with any information as to the womanâs identity or the possible intent of this supposed tribute.
ONE
The womanâs body lay on the cold, dirty concrete floor of the garage, a few feet from her car. Sheâd probably been trying to run to it when the murderer caught up with her. Her hands reached toward it, the right one smeared with dirt, in a silent, futile plea for help.
Deputy U.S. Marshal Micah McGraw forced down the sick feeling in his gut. A law enforcement professional couldnât get emotional about crime victims. He could imagine his police chief father saying the words. Or his big brother, the FBI agent. They wouldnât let anything as soft as emotion interfere with doing the job.
âPity.â The local police chief grunted the word, but it sounded perfunctory.
Natural enough. The chief hadnât known Ruby Maxwell, aka Ruby Summers. He hadnât been the agent charged with relocating her to this small, supposedly safe environment in a small village in western Montana. He didnât have to feel responsible for her death.
Bless her, Lord. Speed her soulâs journey straight to Your hands.
The brief prayer helped to center him. Shoving aside all distracting thoughts, Micah leaned over the body, studying the wounds. One shot to the chest, a second to the head. Her killer wanted to be sure Ruby was dead.
âHer apartment was tossed, too. Might have been a robbery, but nothingâs missing that we can tell.â
