Incriminating Passion. Ann Peterson Voss

      “Until we get some answers about this case, I’m your bodyguard,” John said

      “Oh, no, you’re not,” Andrea protested.

      “Do you have any other ideas?”

      “Yes. You find out who killed Wingate and I leave.”

      “Try again.”

      “I’ll go someplace safe and give you a number where I can be reached.”

      He shook his head. “You’re my key witness. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

      She glanced at the door. Maybe she should run for it. Maybe it was her only chance to get out of this mess.

      Ridiculous.

      But equally ridiculous was the idea of John as her bodyguard. No, not ridiculous. Dangerous. Because even now, with his questions and threats still ringing in her ears, she could hear the loneliness in his voice.

      And she could feel her heart respond.

      Dear Harlequin Intrigue Reader,

      This month Harlequin Intrigue has an enthralling array of breathtaking romantic suspense to make the most of those last lingering days of summer.

      The wait is finally over! The next crop of undercover agents who belong to the newest branch of the top secret Confidential organization are about to embark on an unbelievable adventure. Award-winning reader favorite Gayle Wilson will rivet you with the launch book of this brand-new ten-story continuity series. COLORADO CONFIDENTIAL will begin in Harlequin Intrigue, break out into a special release anthology and finish in Harlequin Historicals. In Rocky Mountain Maverick, an undeniably sexy undercover agent infiltrates a powerful senator’s ranch and falls under the influence of an intoxicating impostor. Be there from the very beginning!

      The adrenaline rush continues in The Butler’s Daughter by Joyce Sullivan, with the first book in her new miniseries, THE COLLINGWOOD HEIRS. A beautiful guardian has been entrusted with the care of a toddler-sized heir, but now they are running for their lives and she must place their safety in an enigmatic protector’s tantalizing hands! Ann Voss Peterson heats things up with Incriminating Passion when a targeted “witness” to a murder manages to inflame the heart of a by-the-book assistant D.A.

      Finally rounding out the month is Semiautomatic Marriage by veteran author Leona Karr. Will the race to track down a killer culminate in a real trip down the aisle for an undercover husband and wife?

      So pick up all four of these pulse-pounding stories and end the summer with a bang!

      Sincerely,

      Denise O’Sullivan

      Harlequin Intrigue, Senior Editor

      Incriminating Passion

      Ann Voss Peterson

      

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      ABOUT THE AUTHOR

      Ever since she was a little girl making her own books out of construction paper, Ann Voss Peterson wanted to write. So when it came time to choose a major at the University of Wisconsin, creative writing was her only choice. Of course, writing wasn’t a practical choice—one needs to earn a living. So Ann found jobs ranging from proofreading legal transcripts to working with quarter horses to washing windows. But no matter how she earned her paycheck, she continued to write the type of stories that captured her heart and imagination—romantic suspense. Ann lives near Madison, Wisconsin, with her husband, her two young sons, her Border collie and her quarter horse mare. Ann loves to hear from readers. E-mail her at [email protected] or visit her Web site at annvosspeterson.com.

      CAST OF CHARACTERS

      Andrea Kirkland—She witnessed something the night her husband disappeared. If she can only remember what she saw, she would know whether he is alive or dead. And who killed him.

      John Cohen—A burned-out, cynical assistant district attorney, John doesn’t believe in anything or anybody. That is, not until a desperate, tattered Andrea walks into his office and challenges his heart.

      Wingate Kirkland—The powerful, abusive multimillionaire is missing—or dead.

      Joyce Pratt—Wingate Kirkland’s sister, Joyce blames Andrea for her brother’s disappearance.

      Melvin Pratt—Joyce’s husband’s favorite words are yes and dear. Is this meek man hiding a dangerous side?

      Gary Putnam—The small-town police chief has Andrea in his sights.

      Tonnie Bartell—Was the brunette bombshell trying to take Andrea’s place?

      Ruthie Banks—Andrea’s neighbor says she witnessed something fishy going on at the estate. Is she telling the truth?

      Judge Gerald Banks—Known as the hanging judge, Gerald Banks is out to see that Andrea is locked away for good.

      Hank Sutcliffe—The beefy blond Adonis is hiding something. The question is, will that something clear Andrea or put her behind bars?

      Marcella Hernandez—How far will the housekeeper go to protect what she loves?

      To John.

       Thanks for the love, the support and the inspiration.

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Epilogue

      Chapter One

      Andrea Kirkland clutched the steering wheel with trembling hands and squinted into the rearview mirror. The black pickup pulled closer. So close the headlights glared through the back window of her Lexus.

      Flipping the mirror to cut the reflection, she forced herself to draw in a deep breath. The truck’s driver was probably just in a hurry. He couldn’t have anything to do with the memories she had suppressed, the memories that had finally broken through this evening. Memories of her husband Wingate crumpling to the floor, of his blood soaking into the Persian rug, of his fixed stare.

      She eased her car close to the edge of the country highway to allow the truck to pass. She was going as fast as she dared on the dark road. If he was in such a hurry, he would have to go around.

      The truck remained glued to her bumper.

      Andrea’s throat closed. Fear scrambled up her spine. The road was straight for another quarter mile. Then it grew curvy as it wound its way around the quarry. Any ordinary impatient driver would have grabbed the opportunity to pass while he still could.

      Unless this was no ordinary impatient driver.

      Her heart slammed against her ribs. She hadn’t told anyone her memories were returning.