The Remington 700/40 fit her body and her mind like an old friend she could trust, and Jasmine “Jazz” Parker didn’t trust easily. But she and this rifle were connected in a way a lover, friend, or family could never be. The Remington would never let her down.The only hitch—she didn’t have an idea...
Her son’s name filtered into Jenna’s foggy mind. She blinked. Pain from the bump on her head dug into her like a knight’s sword. Where was she? She cracked open her eyes. The sun burned into her through the car’s windshield. She couldn’t stand the light. The supple leather of the luxury seats cra...
Mitch watched in horror as Emily’s compact car spun out of control. He had to save her. He wrenched his steering wheel and maneuvered his vehicle between her and the guardrail, pumping his brakes. Her vehicle shoved into his driver’s side door. With a curse, he turned into the spin, until finally...