Meljean Brook
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Emma hurriedly shoved her jeans back down to her ankles. “Oh, my God. Nathan. Get out to your place. As fast as you can. Tell Osborne to get to Letty’s room, and take his gun.” He didn’t ask; he swung the Blazer immediately onto the road, repeated her instructions to Osborne. As she removed her clothes again, she explained. “I can hear Daisy barking. She doesn’t do that - she never does that. Except the night after I was bitten. She barked like crazy the first night.” Nathan nodded,…-
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He glanced into her Jeep as he passed it. An inch of white snow covered the driver’s seat, and the black powder from the fingerprinting kit dusted the door handles. Not much hope there either. Emma had been certain her assailant had been wearing leather gloves. Yet she’d still managed to bite through the gloves hard enough that his blood had splashed all over her. Terror lent her strength. A hot ball of anger settled in his gut. Nathan looked away from the Jeep, staring blindly into the…
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In Sheep’s Clothing by Meljean Brook Five years ago, Emma Cooper would have thought a blown tyre in the middle of a blizzard was bad. But bad was the small, spiked metal ball her fingers found embedded in the rubber — and worse was the truck, its headlights on bright, pulling off the two-lane highway and onto the shoulder twenty yards behind her Jeep. The tyre iron in her hands rattled against the one lug nut she’d had time to crack loose. She hadn’t even raised the jack yet, it lay on…
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