Undercover Passion. Melinda Di Lorenzo
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Название: Undercover Passion

Автор: Melinda Di Lorenzo

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Короткие любовные романы

Серия: Undercover Justice

isbn: 9781474079532

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СКАЧАТЬ to make sure his father’s killer was put behind bars for good. But unlike the other guys, Harley might’ve chosen a different path if he hadn’t been so focused on justice. So in addition to working with the police, he has a degree in art, he sculpts and is a computer whiz, and he’s delighted to put those talents and interests to use.

      I hope you fall in love with him as much as Liz does!

      Happy reading,

      Melinda Di Lorenzo

      To Mr. and Mrs. O., for your invaluable help with my “police” work.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       About the Author

       Booklist

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Introduction

       Dear Reader

       Dedication

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

       Epilogue

       Extract

       About the Publisher

       Chapter 1

      Liz James flicked the cash register shut with a barely stifled sigh. She handed the customer her wrapped sculpture and a receipt, then mustered up a smile.

      “Thanks so much!” she said. “I’m sure it’ll look great on your son’s fireplace mantel.”

      The woman—a tourist in from Freemont—nodded her appreciation, tucked the package under her arm and exited the store. And Liz let out the sigh, glad that the clock over the door read three minutes past five. She slid out from behind the counter, quickly flicked the lock shut, then stole a quick glance outside before she began the roll-down of the shutters. Hers was the last building on the block, which meant she had a good view of the rest. They were all already closed and dark. She was, as usual, the slowest at getting things shut down. She fought yet another sigh.

      She usually loved her job. She loved the art. She loved the customers. She really loved being her own boss. But today had seemed especially long. Her biggest supplier—the man who also held the lease on her art store and the apartment above where she and her daughter lived—had dropped off a dozen extra paintings first thing in the morning, and Liz had spent most of her hours trying to find a home for them. As always, the stock sent in by Jesse Garibaldi wasn’t particularly high-end. But she knew it would move quickly, anyway. The man seemed to have an endless stream of interested parties who were willing to pay top dollar for the pieces.

      She’d asked once where they came from—both the paintings and the buyers—and Garibaldi had explained that an anonymous local artist did the work. The pieces were nice, but not high-end, so Liz just assumed they were a side job for someone who didn’t want his name associated with the work. They sold exclusively through Garibaldi, with 50 percent of their profits going to one of his own local charities. Liz could hardly say no to the sudden influx of new pieces and the guaranteed profit.

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