Undercover Husband

Undercover Husband
Cindi Myers

The marriage is fake. The danger is real.A child is all scientist Hannah Dietrich has left of her late sister…a child possibly kidnapped by the mysterious cult her sister had joined. To discover the truth about Emily's death and find her infant daughter, Hannah turns to BLM Special Agent Walt Riley. Posing as a married couple, they infiltrate the "Family" as devoted followers of the Prophet.But delving into the cult's dark secrets proves harder than expected…while their roles feel disturbingly easy for the fiercely independent Hannah and the no-nonsense lawman. Has their charade become a real relationship? And if they find the infant, how will they escape the Prophet's murderous wrath?

The marriage is fake. The danger is real.

A child is all scientist Hannah Dietrich has left of her late sister...a child possibly kidnapped by the mysterious cult her sister had joined. To discover the truth about Emily’s death and find her infant daughter, Hannah turns to BLM Special Agent Walt Riley. Posing as a married couple, they infiltrate the “Family” as devoted followers of the Prophet.

But delving into the cult’s dark secrets proves harder than expected...while their roles feel disturbingly easy for the fiercely independent Hannah and the no-nonsense lawman. Has their charade become a real relationship? And if they find the infant, how will they escape the Prophet’s murderous wrath?

The Ranger Brigade: Family Secrets

“Why did he come after us?” she asked. “I thought you shot him back at the camp.”

“Obviously it wasn’t enough to stop him.”

“But he won’t stop us.”

“No, he won’t.” He started out of the culvert, but she took hold of his arm, turning him toward her.

“What—” She cut off the question, her lips on his, her body pressed against him. All the fear and anxiety and the giddy relief of being alive at this moment coalesced in that kiss.

He wrapped his arms around her, crushing her to him. Every kiss touched some vulnerable part of her, coaxing her to let go a little bit more, to surrender. To trust.

He rested his forehead against hers. “This isn’t the best time for this,” he said.

“I know. We have to go. I just... I wanted you to know how I felt.”

“I got the message, loud and clear.” He wrapped both hands around her wrists and kissed the tips of her fingers, a gesture which set her heart to fluttering wildly.

Undercover Husband

Cindi Myers

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

CINDI MYERS is the author of more than fifty novels. When she’s not crafting new romance plots, she enjoys skiing, gardening, cooking, crafting and daydreaming. A lover of small-town life, she lives with her husband and two spoiled dogs in the Colorado mountains.

Contents

Cover (#u35cb5810-ccc5-577e-a532-83ce67d32cee)

Back Cover Text (#u8876a89d-5235-5bc5-9956-ab4ee90f4e5f)

Introduction (#u28b31db2-179f-5e5c-bf1e-0c51cc470d59)

Title Page (#u52a195f4-0df4-5da6-880d-4e582c2cafa9)

About the Author (#u3a09e2c9-cea5-5af6-8900-1dce8f5f79ec)

Chapter One (#u2ddeadd7-9dfe-5b0a-b3bc-6cb32e867a60)

Chapter Two (#u97720238-762b-5b43-9f81-da571ef9e384)

Chapter Three (#u41c593e7-7693-54a7-a262-8804a505441d)

Chapter Four (#u42ce2e2b-967b-5463-a06e-e6ba152e033d)

Chapter Five (#u2d2a4cf9-3845-52e9-b918-04cb5f20b491)

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Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter One (#udf15ee20-19a1-5f6e-846e-9a09572cd058)

“I was told you’re the ones who can help me.”

The soft, cultured voice as much as the words caught the attention of Bureau of Land Management special agent Walt Riley. The Ranger Brigade headquarters in Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park didn’t get many visitors, and certainly not many women as beautiful as the one standing on the opposite side of his desk now. Slender, with blond hair worn piled on top of her head, she spoke with an air of command, as if she was used to overseeing a corporation or running board meetings. Everything about her—from the designer sunglasses to the diamonds glinting at her earlobes to the toes of her high heels—looked expensive, and out of place in this part of rural Colorado, where jeans and boots were the most common attire for men and women alike.

Walt stood. “What do you need help with?” he asked. He selfishly hoped she wasn’t merely a lost tourist or someone who needed a camping permit or something that was better handled by the park rangers in the office next door.

She opened the sleek leather satchel she had slung over one shoulder and pulled out a sheaf of papers and handed it to him. At first glance, it appeared to be some kind of legal document. “What is this?” he asked.