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The President’s daughter...
The women determined to save her...
The man with the power to betray a nation...
Melissa Riley arrives at her sister’s isolated Virginia country home to find herself plunged into a deadly drama. There the renowned Dr. Jessica Riley is attempting to draw the daughter of the President of the United States out of a severe catatonic trauma. The last thing young Cassie Andreas saw was an organized team ruthlessly murder her nanny and the Secret Service agents sworn to protect her. But to free Cassie, Melissa and Jessica must trust a mysterious, charismatic man.
Michael Travis made his fortune in the international underworld. He risked everything to save Cassie during that terrible night of bloodshed. And he has entered into a secret bargain with the President. But is his show of concern all a treacherous charade? Melissa and Jessica have no choice but to accept Travis as their ally—and to follow a dangerous plan that will lead them into the world of a killer who’ll destroy anyone standing between him and the...Final Target.
could prove useful.” He smiled mockingly. “I’m glad to have been of service. However, I don’t think Andreas would agree I was the right candidate for the job.” “You’re the only candidate Cassie will accept. He’d agree to anything to help his daughter.” “Then if you want to use me again, you’d better get on the horn and tell him so. I’d make a bet the Secret Service guys will be reporting in.” “What?” “Call him and tell him you need me. He can’t be any more stubborn than that Secret Service
He smiled. “I’m not cold, Dr. Riley. And changing the status quo isn’t always bad. You had no objection to my doing that with Cassie.” And he hadn’t been cold when he’d been talking to Cassie. His passion and forcefulness had jerked Cassie out of that deadly nightmare. “Many things aren’t black or white.” He was reading her expression. “I promise I won’t hurt your Cassie.” “She’s not mine.” “Isn’t she?” He saw too much. “I want her well.” “And, unlike me, you do get involved.” “Most people
maturity. Melissa hadn’t tried to bargain. She’d analyzed his character and then thrown down a challenge . . . and a threat. How phenomenally well she’d read him in such a brief encounter. Interesting . . . “What were you doing down by the pond with Travis?” Jessica’s voice was disapproving. “Not a good idea, Mellie.” “He’s not off limits anymore.” Melissa grinned over her shoulder as she started up the stairs. “And he’s more interesting than I first thought. He’s very bright, and
excuse me, I have to call my wife.” He dialed the number. “Cassie’s safe. Perfectly safe. Yes, I’m sure. She’s not been hurt. I love you too. I’ll call you later.” “ What deal?” Melissa asked when he hung up. “Michael Travis. He called and told me where you and Cassie were.” Betrayal. She shouldn’t be this shocked. She should have known when she’d seen no sign of Travis or Galen while she’d been dragged from the house. “And the deal?” “Amnesty for you. You’re not to be prosecuted for
helicopter.” “Right.” Galen went in the back room and opened the closet door. No gleam of gold in the darkness. He turned on the light and glanced up on the top shelf. No statue. “Son of a bitch.” He ran out of the office, but the helicopter was already lifting off. “ What the hell are you doing, you asshole?” he shouted. “ You need me.” Travis waved a hand. Galen was still standing on the tarmac, looking up, when Travis turned south toward Vasaro. Jesus, he was pissed. Well, Travis