At Her Service. Maureen Child

      

      Praise for

      B.J. DANIELS

      “B.J. Daniels doesn’t fail her readers in this

       thrill ride of a tale, in which romance blossoms

       between childhood friends.”

      —Romantic Times BOOKreviews on Keeping Christmas

      “Daniels has more than an intriguing suspense

       story; she has put together an explosive

       tale of love, trust and the twisted ties

       among an embattled family.”

      —Romantic Times BOOKreviews on

       Crime Scene at Cardwell Ranch

      “B.J. Daniels weaves together past and

       present secrets to create intense suspense

       and a wonderful, twisting plot.”

      —Romantic Times BOOKreviews on

       High-Caliber Cowboy

      “B.J. Daniels treats readers to her signature

       bad guys, an intense, heart-stopping story and an

       electric romance between two special characters.”

      —Romantic Times BOOKreviews on The Masked Man

      “A suspenseful tale, blended artfully with

       a romance that will warm your heart. Fans of

       romantic suspense won’t be able to put down

       this page-turner. Definitely a keeper!”

      —Romantic Times BOOKreviews on

       Premeditated Marriage

      B.J. DANIELS

      A former award-winning journalist, B.J. had thirty-six short stories published before her first romantic suspense, Odd Man Out, came out in 1995. Her book Premeditated Marriage won Romantic Times BOOKreviews Best Intrigue award for 2002 and she received a Career Achievement award for romantic suspense. B.J. lives in Montana with her husband, Parker, three springer spaniels—Zoey, Scout and Spot—and a temperamental tomcat named Jeff. She is a member of Kiss of Death, the Bozeman Writer’s Group and Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing, she snowboards in the winter and camps, water-skis and plays tennis in the summer. To contact her, write to: P.O. Box 183, Bozeman, MT 59771 or look for her online at www.bjdaniels.com.

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      B.J. Daniels

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      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

      CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

      CHAPTER NINETEEN

      CHAPTER TWENTY

      CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

      CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

      CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

      CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

      CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

      CHAPTER ONE

      LIKE THE OTHER GREAT tragedy in her life, Anna Collins never saw this one coming.

      Just minutes before midnight, a deer bounded out of the rain and darkness onto the isolated two-lane highway directly into her path.

      She’d been driving too fast, terrified and already out of control in her panicked state. So when she saw the deer, all she’d been able to do was react instinctively.

      She slammed on the brakes and cranked the wheel. Through the driving rain and slap of the wipers the doe’s huge eyes caught for an instant in the headlights, then it bolted, disappearing in the pines lining the road as the car skidded across the wet blacktop.

      Anna turned the wheel hard, overcorrecting, sending up a shower of puddled rainwater. She caught the blur of pines and the steep face of a rocky cliff an instant before the large, heavy car left the pavement on the opposite side of the road, and plunged down the mountainside.

      Mute with terror, she didn’t have time to scream even if she could have made a sound. Nor would that scream have been heard over the crash of the car as it plummeted downward. Branches snapped off, the sound like gunshots, as leaves and bark pelted the windshield, the car gaining momentum.

      A limb slapped the windshield an instant after she saw something dark and deep beyond the glow of her headlights.

      Water.

      The lake came into view a heartbeat before the car went airborne. The tires crashed down hard, the undercarriage shrieking in a scream of metal on rock before the vehicle hit the rain-dimpled black surface of the water.

      At some point the air bag had exploded in her face. Before that, her head had slammed hard against the side window. Now everything glittered before going black, then gray as the front of the car pitched forward, inky liquid lapping up over the hood.

      Dazed, Anna lifted her head and touched her temple, her fingers coming away sticky with blood. She stared in confusion. Icy water lapped over her feet, quickly filling the floor-board as the car nosed forward at a steep angle, her seat belt cutting into her breasts.

      She could hear static coming from the in-car emergency system just before it shorted out in a flash of orange as the car began to sink. Water gushed over the hood to lap against the windshield.

      She tried to open the door but it wouldn’t budge against the water already up to the side mirror.

      She could hear the motor gurgling and realized it was still running. Would the electric windows still work? Frantically she hit the button as she fumbled with tremulous fingers to unlatch her seat belt.

      Her side window hummed down. Ice cold water rushed in. She gasped as the water cascaded