Fatal Flashback. Kellie VanHorn

      

      An undercover investigation means deadly danger.

      Will an agent’s missing memories save her?

      Attacked and left for dead, undercover FBI agent Ashley Thompson has forgotten almost everything about her current assignment. Now she’s working with park ranger Logan Everett to expose a crime ring—even as she secretly investigates the rangers to root out a mole. But since Logan doesn’t know Ashley’s real identity, is blowing her cover the only way to catch a killer?

      KELLIE VANHORN is an award-winning author of inspirational romance and romantic suspense. She has college degrees in biology and nautical archaeology, but her sense of adventure is most satisfied by a great story. When not writing, Kellie can be found homeschooling her four children, camping, baking and gardening. She lives with her family in west Michigan.

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      Fatal Flashback

      Kellie VanHorn

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      ISBN: 978-0-008-90081-6

      FATAL FLASHBACK

      © 2019 Kellie VanHorn

      Published in Great Britain 2019

      by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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      “How can I help you when you won’t tell me anything?”

      Logan’s green eyes seemed to read her soul. “You’ve remembered more than you’re telling me.”

      Ashley swallowed. “I don’t remember asking for your help.”

      He raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t seem to mind last night, when you leaped into my arms.”

      Of all the nerve. Her cheeks flamed instantly. “Your job, Ranger Everett, is to train me as a Big Bend ranger. Not pry into my personal life.”

      The clouds rolled closer, intermittently blotting out the sun, and the scent of impending rain danced in the air.

      Suddenly, a sharp, deafening crack split the air, and a spray of rocks pelted the side of his face.

      Too close for thunder. Too brief for a rock slide.

      The crack came again, along with another burst of rocks between them, but this time he heard the telltale whizzing sound, too.

      “Down!” Logan yelled, jumping toward Ashley as another bullet zinged over their heads. “Someone’s shooting at us!”

      O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.

      —Psalms 63:1

      Dear Reader,

      Thank you for sharing Ashley and Logan’s journey with me. We don’t all experience the life-threatening situations they faced, but we do wrestle with our own pain, grief and loss. These things are an inevitable part of life in a fallen world. My prayer is that, like Ashley, you’ll remember at those times how great God’s love is for you. No matter how hard the circumstances, we never have to face them alone.

      When I was in graduate school several years ago, I had the privilege of camping in Big Bend National Park. The majestic and rugged beauty of this remote and rarely visited place stuck with me, making it a natural choice for the setting of this novel. If you ever have the chance to visit, you will realize I’ve taken the liberty of rearranging park trails, altering the operations of the National Park Service, and reviving an old city across the border in Mexico. But hopefully you’ll also find it to be as beautiful and awe-inspiring as I’ve attempted to portray.

      I love hearing from readers, so please connect with me at www.kellievanhorn.com, where you can also learn more about my work.

      Warm regards,

       Kellie VanHorn

      For my family

       Acknowledgments

      My heartfelt gratitude goes to all who’ve helped make this book possible: my fantastic critique partner, Michelle Keener, for her thoughtful feedback; Kerry Johnson, for her critique of the beginning; Margie Reid, who shared her words of wisdom on an early version.

      Thanks to my wonderful editor, Dina Davis, and the rest of the Love Inspired Suspense team for bringing this story to life.

      To my parents, Gary and Denise Parker, and my brother Matt—thank you for letting me read during all those family dinners.

      To my husband, Jason—thank you for your boundless encouragement. I couldn’t