Undercover Amish

AMISH COUNTRY REFUGE

After Hannah Miller’s mother is murdered and her sisters go missing, someone comes after her. Now the only way she can survive is to entrench herself in an Amish community...and rely on Lucas Grant, a former police officer who is planning to join the Amish faith, for protection. But finding refuge for Hannah—disguised as Plain at a secluded inn—pulls Lucas back into his old life. And when Lucas discovers the criminals after them may be the people who killed his partner, the mission to take them down becomes personal. With the assailants closing in, though, can Lucas stop them...and finally put his past behind him to start an Amish life with Hannah?

“He’s behind us, Lucas!” Hannah said, fear in her voice.

“We’ll be okay,” Lucas promised as he drove faster.

Tears sprang to her eyes as memories gripped her. She couldn’t escape, not from the man in flannel who kept coming after her, not from her mother’s hateful words, not from the mistakes she had made when it came to her heart.

“He’s gaining.” Hannah watched the car draw even closer.

The driver turned on his bright lights. The reflection flashed in Lucas’s eyes, blinding him momentarily.

“There’s no getting away from him.” Fear ate through her gut. She clutched the console with one hand and the dashboard with the other, trying to steady herself as the car bounced even more over the pitted roadway.

“Hold on,” Lucas warned as he maneuvered the car around the broken asphalt. “A small dirt road veers to the right around the next curve. We’ll pull off there.”

“He’ll follow us, Lucas. We’ll be sitting ducks.”

The road ahead went dark as they rounded the bend.

Fear gripped her anew. “What happened?”

He glanced at her. “I won’t let anyone hurt you. That’s a promise.”

Dear Reader,

I hope you enjoyed Undercover Amish, Book 2 in my Amish Protectors series that follows Book 1, Amish Refuge. Attempting to find her missing sisters places Hannah Miller in the middle of a human-trafficking ring, and the only one who can help her is Lucas Grant. The former cop left the Savannah police department eleven months ago. Since then he’s been working for a kindly Amish innkeeper and is ready to join the Amish faith, but when Hannah’s life is in danger, he knows Hannah is more important than his future. The problem is Hannah can’t trust anyone involved in law enforcement, especially a handsome guy who harbors a dark secret that could threaten not only her safety but also her heart.

I would love to hear from you. Email me at [email protected] or write me c/o Love Inspired, 195 Broadway, 24th Floor, New York, NY 10007. Visit me at www.DebbyGiusti.com and at www.Facebook.com/debby.giusti.9.

As always, I thank God for bringing us together through this story.

Wishing you abundant blessings,

Debby

DEBBY GIUSTI is an award-winning Christian author who met and married her military husband at Fort Knox, Kentucky. Together they traveled the world, raised three wonderful children and have now settled in Atlanta, Georgia, where Debby spins tales of mystery and suspense that touch the heart and soul. Visit Debby online at debbygiusti.com, blog with her atseekerville.blogspot.com and craftieladiesofromance.blogspot.com, and email her at [email protected].

Undercover Amish

Debby Giusti

www.millsandboon.co.uk

Praise be to the Lord,

for He has heard my cry for mercy. The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in Him, and He helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise Him.

—Psalms 28:6–7

To My Husband—My Hero

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Introduction

Dear Reader

About the Author

Title Page

Bible Verse

Dedication

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

NINETEEN

TWENTY

EPILOGUE

Extract

Copyright

ONE

“Hey, lady, that woman on TV looks just like you.”

Hannah Miller ignored the wizened old man with the scruffy beard and bloodshot eyes, who undoubtedly was talking to her since she was the only woman in the gas station. Instead of responding, she handed her credit card to the attendant behind the counter. “Twenty dollars on pump four.”

Averting her gaze from not only the older man but also the cluster of guys ogling the model on the cover of the latest edition of a men’s sports magazine, she squared her shoulders, raised her chin and hoped she looked more confident than she felt. A truck stop off the interstate was the last place Hannah wanted to be in the dead of night, but she needed gas. She also needed to find her sister Miriam and to learn the details of her mother’s death as well as the whereabouts of her youngest sister, Sarah, who had disappeared along with Miriam.

Refusing to be deterred, the old guy with the beard pointed to the flat-screen TV hanging on the wall. “Check it out, lady.”

As much as she didn’t want to respond to his comment, she couldn’t stop from glancing at the television. Her heart lurched and a tiny gasp escaped her lips. Her middle sister’s face stared back at her from the thirty-two-inch screen.