Witness Undercover. Debra Cowan

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      She felt herself fading.

      A scream welled up, but she couldn’t get out even a sound. Terror flooded her.

      Abruptly, the pressure eased and she fell, hitting her head on the corner of the sink. She was conscious enough to register a series of grunts and then a sickening thud against the tile.

      Suddenly, Griffin was on the floor beside her.

      “Laura?” He leaned over her, moving her hair gently out of her face as he peered at her. “Laura?”

      His face came into focus, his hard-edged features stamped with concern.

      She lifted a shaky hand to her throbbing head.

      “Can you breathe?” he asked.

      She nodded, forcing words past her bruised throat as she gripped his hand. “What happened?”

      “You were attacked.”

      It had come too close on the heels of yesterday’s attack. Fear sliced through her like a blade, jamming her breath painfully in her chest. “He found me. Vin found me.”

      “Looks that way.”

      Everything went black.

      DEBRA COWAN, like many writers, made up stories in her head as a child. She planned to follow family tradition until she wrote her first novel. Equally inspired by Nancy Drew and fairy tales, she loves to combine suspense and romance in her novels. Debra lives in her native Oklahoma with her husband and enjoys hearing from readers. You can contact her via her website at debracowan.net.

      Witness

      Undercover

       Debra Cowan

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      Fear not, for I have redeemed you;

      I have summoned you by name; you are mine.

      —Isaiah 43:1

      To the ladies of my Wednesday night Bible study—

      Pennie, Stacy, Alison, Tami, Delise and Jane.

      Thanks for the laughs and the prayers.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

       About the Author

       Title Page

       Epigraph

       Dedication

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

       FIVE

       SIX

       SEVEN

       EIGHT

       NINE

       TEN

       ELEVEN

       TWELVE

       Epilogue

       Dear Reader

       Extract

       Copyright

       ONE

      Laura Prentiss hadn’t wanted a new beginning, a new name, but that was what she’d gotten. After the mess she’d made of her life, she was lucky to be alive.

      Thanks to witness protection, she was now Laura Parker, assistant manager of Miss Behavin’, a ladies’ boutique in Pueblo, Colorado, that was currently closed for the night.

      Thanksgiving was only weeks away. This would be her first here in Pueblo, her first without family. Laura tried not to feel sorry for herself.

      She had a job and friends, even if they didn’t know her real name. Jesus had left behind his family without complaining. She would be fine.

      Just as she opened a case of potpourri to stock, she heard a knock on the back СКАЧАТЬ