For All to See
by Megan Mitcham
(Bureau #1)
Publication date: April 1st 2015
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Synopsis:
Pristine
waters and purified evil.
Two
by two, dark-haired beauties vanish only to reappear as hanging, plundered
corpses. The Virgin Islands boast diamond-white beaches, lush green mountains,
a rich cultural heritage—and a brutal killer.
Three
years on the “Field-Dresser” case and Special Agent Nathan Brewer is days away
from catching the bastard—if he can convince a certain brunette to trust him.
Only the woman is more likely to take a casual stroll on the surface of the
sun.
After
fleeing her troubles in the United States for the quiet life of a school
teacher on the island of Tortola, Madelyn Garrett never imagined she’d be
fixated upon by pure evil.
In
a fight for her life—with a dwindling number of friends—she must rely on her
cunning and Nathan’s skills for survival.
Excerpt
The tough-as-titanium woman placed her hand in
his as though she were as fragile as fine China. A primal need to shield her
from harm thrashed its way to life, annihilating every reserve he’d clung to
over the past few days. Some things weren’t worth fighting. Fighting the need
to possess Madelyn was like wrestling a hurricane. He battened down and dug in
the best he could. When that didn’t work he ran like hell. But one gust knocked
him flat on his ass. One wave swept away the world he’d known. And he was done
fighting the one woman who could rearrange his priorities.
Hand
on the grip of his gun and the other wrapped around something far more
dangerous, Nathan led the way to her Jeep. They rode in silence for a while.
The echoes of their argument rang in his ears. He’d pushed her, but no further
than she could handle. But now her head sagged against the leather rest. “I’m—”
“Don’t
you dare say you’re sorry,” she interrupted.
Still
tough.
“I
was going to say, I’m thinking steak for dinner.”
“I
guess it’s a good thing you’re a terrible liar.”
“It’s
no lie that having a whole cow spit roasted and served on a platter has crossed
my mind a time or fifty in the last few days.”
“Gross.”
“Delicious.”
“You
can eat whatever you want, in my house or out. I want a shower and bed.”
“Good
luck getting rid of me.”
“The
craving will get you sooner or later.”
“A
different craving takes precedence.”
Nathan caught her gaze for the first time since
he’d released her hand and closed the car door.
“You’re
on the job. Isn’t there a policy against that?”
“There’s
a whole handbook against it. Not to mention my own policies, which have held
firm all the way up until you bullied your way into my life.” He
gave her a sideways grin and turned back to the road.
“Bullied?”
“Yep.
You refused to leave. You refused a protection detail and a free vacation in
Miami. You got me.”
“Can
I renegotiate my terms? Miami sounds nice.”
“If
you really want to, yes. I’ll have you on a plane tonight.” He
didn’t want her to go, but he wanted her safe more.
“What
was it you said? Good luck getting rid of me?” She looped her
tote over her shoulder and prepared to exit the Jeep.
“How
about you wait and let me go in first this time?”
“If
you insist.”
“I
do.” He
killed the engine and waited for her to join him. “Stay behind me.”
“I
thought your people were watching this place 24/7.”
“They
are.”
“But
you don’t trust them?”
“People
make mistakes.”
“Some
bigger than others,” she said wistfully.
He
grabbed her hand and pulled her into the house. Shock of shocks, she didn’t
jerk away. Deacon greeted him with a muzzle to the crotch.
“Should
I leave you two alone?” Madelyn whispered.
Nathan
poked her gently in the ribs and addressed the dog. “Buddy, we’re going to need
to set up some personal boundaries. But if a bad guy shows up, that’s the
perfect spot to bite. Now come on, let’s go find a bad guy.” They
walked room to room, clearing the space. Deacon gave up in the living room and
flounced onto his bed.
“It’s
just you and me.” Madelyn’s quiet voice bounced off the tiles and
smacked him in the nuts.
Yes,
it was just the two of them in the bathroom with nothing but time to pass until
they caught the serial killer. His hand slid from the gun and he turned. Her
hand hid her sweet mouth from view.
“I
didn’t mean…it’s just you and me. I meant…there’s no boogie man lying in wait.” Her
cheeks flushed that unmistakable shade of pink that set off the lightly toasted
tan of her skin.
“Mmm-hmm.” He
took the hand from her mouth and glided his up her naked arm.
Her
breath hitched. Long, dark lashes veiled her gaze, which followed the trail of
his fingers. He’d happily chance a shot to the balls to kiss her, but she
wasn’t ready yet. He lifted the bag from her shoulder.
“You
have a nice bath.” Mounting every bit of strength he possessed, he
turned and walked out the door.
Author Bio
Megan was born and raised among the
live oaks and shrimp boats of the Mississippi Gulf Coast, where her
enormous family still calls home. She attended college at the University
of Southern Mississippi where she received a bachelor’s degree in
curriculum, instruction, and special education. For several years
Megan worked as a teacher in Mississippi. She married and moved to South
Carolina and worked for an international non-profit organization as
an instructor and co-director.In 2009 Megan fell in love with books. Until then, books had been a source for research or the topic of tests. But one day she read Mercy by Julie Garwood. And Oh Mercy, she was hooked!
Megan lives in Southern Arkansas where she pens sizzling suspense novels.
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