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Mystery Child
Shirlee McCoy
TO SAVE A CHILDIn the dark of night, Quinn Robertson is on the run with her little niece, desperate to bring the child to her biological father. All Quinn knows from her scared sister is that the girl is in terrible danger. And when a security and rescue specialist intercepts Quinn and claims he’s there to help her, she isn’t sure who to trust. According to Malone Henderson, Quinn’s niece was stolen away as a baby from her real father—the very man Quinn is trying to reach. As Quinn works with Malone to uncover the truth, someone is trying very hard to make sure certain secrets stay buried and father and daughter are never reunited.Mission: Rescue—No job is too dangerous for these fearless heroes.
TO SAVE A CHILD
In the dark of night, Quinn Robertson is on the run with her little niece, desperate to bring the child to her biological father. All Quinn knows from her scared sister is that the girl is in terrible danger. And when a security and rescue specialist intercepts Quinn and claims he’s there to help her, she isn’t sure who to trust. According to Malone Henderson, Quinn’s niece was stolen as a baby from her real father—the very man Quinn is trying to reach. As Quinn works with Malone to uncover the truth, someone is trying very hard to make sure certain secrets stay buried, and that father and daughter are never reunited.
Mission: Rescue—No job is too dangerous for these fearless heroes
Quinn needed to know the truth, and she needed to know her sister was safe.
“Everything okay in here?” a man said, the voice so unexpected Quinn jumped.
Malone stood on the threshold, his broad shoulders nearly filling the space.
“You scared a year off my life.”
“Sorry,” he said easily.
“It wouldn’t matter if I hadn’t already had ten years scared off back in the woods.”
He nodded, his expression hard. “Things could have gone really bad back there.”
“I know. If you and my brother hadn’t come along, they would have gotten Jubilee.”
“And killed you.” The words were so blunt, his voice gruff.
“They didn’t.”
“When did you notice them following you?”
When had she?
She remembered spotting the truck on her way through New York, seeing it again a few hours later in Pennsylvania. “They were following me for a couple hundred miles.”
“Seems odd that they were able to pick up your trail so far from home.”
She hadn’t thought about that. She’d been too busy trying to figure out how to escape them.
Aside from her faith and her family, there’s not much SHIRLEE McCOY enjoys more than a good book! When she’s not teaching or chauffeuring her five kids, she can usually be found plotting her next Love Inspired Suspense story or wandering around the beautiful Inland Northwest in search of inspiration. Shirlee loves to hear from readers. If you have time, drop her a line at shirlee@shirleemccoy.com.
Mystery Child
Shirlee McCoy
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
I know that I will live to see the Lord’s goodness
in this present life. Trust in the Lord. Have faith,
do not despair. Trust in the Lord.
—Psalms 27:13–14
To my ever faithful God.
Who sees me in my weakest state and loves me anyway.
Contents
COVER (#uea68fbc4-b86f-568b-9033-4fe8954ad46d)
BACK COVER TEXT (#uf00376d6-629b-5309-9893-37734730c6ff)
INTRODUCTION (#u1092493a-1374-5392-9b8f-aa73d30878ab)
ABOUT THE AUTHOR (#u7312526a-c0e8-5856-a54e-c82639c47ea9)
TITLE PAGE (#u73cb8579-1b9a-588c-8064-622854ce6ec4)
BIBLE VERSE (#u2a002c7d-8e9a-54ea-8213-823e98d10202)
DEDICATION (#u0107a348-4489-56c4-8472-d3c7d7c03887)
ONE (#ulink_a18833ca-2c90-5c01-89e1-4f774ec61c0e)
TWO (#ulink_0decf471-deb3-5954-b06c-2493a1c8bc38)
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Dear Reader (#litres_trial_promo)
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They were coming.
She could hear them as clearly as she could hear her pulse pounding frantically in her ears. Feet crunching on dry leaves, clothing brushing against pine boughs, the sounds of pursuit ringing through the dark forest.
A twig snapped, and Quinn Robertson shrank deeper into the tree throw, her arms tight around her five-year-old niece. Jubilee didn’t speak, didn’t whimper or cry or beg for her mother. She hadn’t made a sound since they’d left Maine twelve hours ago.
Shirlee McCoy
TO SAVE A CHILDIn the dark of night, Quinn Robertson is on the run with her little niece, desperate to bring the child to her biological father. All Quinn knows from her scared sister is that the girl is in terrible danger. And when a security and rescue specialist intercepts Quinn and claims he’s there to help her, she isn’t sure who to trust. According to Malone Henderson, Quinn’s niece was stolen away as a baby from her real father—the very man Quinn is trying to reach. As Quinn works with Malone to uncover the truth, someone is trying very hard to make sure certain secrets stay buried and father and daughter are never reunited.Mission: Rescue—No job is too dangerous for these fearless heroes.
TO SAVE A CHILD
In the dark of night, Quinn Robertson is on the run with her little niece, desperate to bring the child to her biological father. All Quinn knows from her scared sister is that the girl is in terrible danger. And when a security and rescue specialist intercepts Quinn and claims he’s there to help her, she isn’t sure who to trust. According to Malone Henderson, Quinn’s niece was stolen as a baby from her real father—the very man Quinn is trying to reach. As Quinn works with Malone to uncover the truth, someone is trying very hard to make sure certain secrets stay buried, and that father and daughter are never reunited.
Mission: Rescue—No job is too dangerous for these fearless heroes
Quinn needed to know the truth, and she needed to know her sister was safe.
“Everything okay in here?” a man said, the voice so unexpected Quinn jumped.
Malone stood on the threshold, his broad shoulders nearly filling the space.
“You scared a year off my life.”
“Sorry,” he said easily.
“It wouldn’t matter if I hadn’t already had ten years scared off back in the woods.”
He nodded, his expression hard. “Things could have gone really bad back there.”
“I know. If you and my brother hadn’t come along, they would have gotten Jubilee.”
“And killed you.” The words were so blunt, his voice gruff.
“They didn’t.”
“When did you notice them following you?”
When had she?
She remembered spotting the truck on her way through New York, seeing it again a few hours later in Pennsylvania. “They were following me for a couple hundred miles.”
“Seems odd that they were able to pick up your trail so far from home.”
She hadn’t thought about that. She’d been too busy trying to figure out how to escape them.
Aside from her faith and her family, there’s not much SHIRLEE McCOY enjoys more than a good book! When she’s not teaching or chauffeuring her five kids, she can usually be found plotting her next Love Inspired Suspense story or wandering around the beautiful Inland Northwest in search of inspiration. Shirlee loves to hear from readers. If you have time, drop her a line at shirlee@shirleemccoy.com.
Mystery Child
Shirlee McCoy
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
I know that I will live to see the Lord’s goodness
in this present life. Trust in the Lord. Have faith,
do not despair. Trust in the Lord.
—Psalms 27:13–14
To my ever faithful God.
Who sees me in my weakest state and loves me anyway.
Contents
COVER (#uea68fbc4-b86f-568b-9033-4fe8954ad46d)
BACK COVER TEXT (#uf00376d6-629b-5309-9893-37734730c6ff)
INTRODUCTION (#u1092493a-1374-5392-9b8f-aa73d30878ab)
ABOUT THE AUTHOR (#u7312526a-c0e8-5856-a54e-c82639c47ea9)
TITLE PAGE (#u73cb8579-1b9a-588c-8064-622854ce6ec4)
BIBLE VERSE (#u2a002c7d-8e9a-54ea-8213-823e98d10202)
DEDICATION (#u0107a348-4489-56c4-8472-d3c7d7c03887)
ONE (#ulink_a18833ca-2c90-5c01-89e1-4f774ec61c0e)
TWO (#ulink_0decf471-deb3-5954-b06c-2493a1c8bc38)
THREE (#ulink_bc600cdf-6f49-5f38-9c5b-8db3aeea32dd)
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FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)
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SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
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TEN (#litres_trial_promo)
ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)
THIRTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
FOURTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
FIFTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)
Dear Reader (#litres_trial_promo)
EXTRACT (#litres_trial_promo)
COPYRIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)
ONE (#ulink_3fecbdf2-01f8-5904-88e0-821af560cda1)
They were coming.
She could hear them as clearly as she could hear her pulse pounding frantically in her ears. Feet crunching on dry leaves, clothing brushing against pine boughs, the sounds of pursuit ringing through the dark forest.
A twig snapped, and Quinn Robertson shrank deeper into the tree throw, her arms tight around her five-year-old niece. Jubilee didn’t speak, didn’t whimper or cry or beg for her mother. She hadn’t made a sound since they’d left Maine twelve hours ago.
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