Hostage Situation [NOOK Book]


Renee Vaughn went undercover to bring down a powerful druglord. Finding her "in" to the reclusive criminal's life was easy—his brother Paul Reyes was his polar opposite. A classic good man in a bad situation—and the Equalizers' newest agent was about to have her way with him.

Now on the receiving end of a dirty double cross, Paul and Renee were running for their lives. As they joined forces to elude his brother's hitmen, their attraction grew deeper. But would it withstand Paul ...

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Hostage Situation

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Renee Vaughn went undercover to bring down a powerful druglord. Finding her "in" to the reclusive criminal's life was easy—his brother Paul Reyes was his polar opposite. A classic good man in a bad situation—and the Equalizers' newest agent was about to have her way with him.

Now on the receiving end of a dirty double cross, Paul and Renee were running for their lives. As they joined forces to elude his brother's hitmen, their attraction grew deeper. But would it withstand Paul discovering the truth about who Renee really was? Who was being held hostage here—when both their hearts were put directly in harm's way?

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781426801471
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 5/1/2007
  • Series: Equalizers, #2
  • Sold by: HARLEQUIN
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: Original
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 336,504
  • File size: 167 KB

Meet the Author

DEBRA WEBB, born in Alabama, wrote her first story at age nine and her first romance at thirteen. It wasn’t until she spent three years working for the military behind the Iron Curtain—and a five-year stint with NASA—that she realized her true calling. A collision course between suspense and romance was set. Since then she has penned more than 100 novels including her internationally bestselling Colby Agency series.

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Chicago Monday, April 30, 5:15 p.m.

"Stop the car!"
Renee Vaughn shoved a fistful of cash at the taxi driver and scrambled out of the car. She sucked in deep, ragged gulps of air!still unable to get enough oxygen into her lungs.her to the bone.
It's not right.
The judicial system had failed.
She had failed.
The execution would not be stayed.
At midnight, an innocent man would die, and there was nothing she could do to help him.
Nausea roiled in her stomach. She took the few steps across the sidewalk to brace herself against the nearest building. She closed her eyes and tried to block the painful memories churning in her head.
She was a murderer.
The sounds of evening's rush-hour traffic filtered through the haze of emotions, ushering back time and place. Renee forced her eyes open and blinked to focus.
She'd been down this road already. This wasn't her problem any more. She should go home, put it out of her mind. She'd been taken off the case two years ago. Her former client's new attorney had taken out a restraining order to ensure she kept her distance.
There was every reason for her to forget!to put the whole damned mess behind her.
But she couldn't. The man sitting on death row awaiting execution was her brother. She knew the truth, or at least part of it, and he would not allow her to stop this. No one would listen to her.
The wind whipped around her, urging her to move!to pull herself together. She glanced around to get her bearings. Madison Street. She could walk home from here. Her place wasn't more than ten blocks away. Her legs still felt a little unsteady, but she'd be okay just as soon as theinitial shock wore off.
Her gaze landed on St. Peter's. Of all places for her to decide she needed out of the confines of the taxi. Before the thought could completely evolve in her brain, she was walking through the door. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been in church. Or the last time she'd prayed, for that matter.
Her mind in a chaotic battle of emotion against reason, she moved up the aisle between the rows of pews, her movements on autopilot. She approached the chapel at the back of the church and knelt in front of the icon. She lit a single candle, offered a silent prayer for the innocent man who would die a few hours from now. It would take a miracle to save her brother now and, as an attorney and former prosecutor, she knew better than to believe in miracles. Her chest constricted and a flood of tears pressed against the backs of her eyes.
Her mistake. No matter what anyone said, she knew where the fault lay.
She didn't have to be present in Huntsville, Texas, to imagine the scene. A crowd would be gathered already. Newspaper and television journalists from across the state. Protesters, those for and against the death penalty, with their signs and chants. The family members of victims, anticipating the moment when a convicted killer would finally pay the price for his crimes.
Renee rose from the kneeler and slumped onto the front pew and sat there for a while, thankful for the anonymity and silence in the empty church. She should go home. In another hour, the church would be filled with parishioners attending Mass. But somehow she couldn't find the strength to haul herself up and walk out the door. Instead, she sat there and stared at the flame. Reaching up with a shaky hand, she ruthlessly brushed back the lone tear that managed to escape her stronghold.
"Damn it," she muttered, then immediately railed at herself for the slip.
Why should she punish herself for the actions of others? Her brother had caused this. She had tried to stop it once she knew the truth, but he had not allowed her to do the right thing.
That was masochistic. She had promised herself that with this new move, she would not permit the past to take over her life again. If only someone would tell that to her foolish emotions.
A hand settled on her shoulder. Startled, she glanced up to find Jim Colby standing in the aisle. "You trying to beat the rush?" he asked.
She straightened, cleared her throat. Having him appear here was about as unexpected as finding herself at this church. He moved around her and lowered himself onto the pew scarcely an arm's length away. How could he sneak up on her so effortlessly? When had she so completely lost her edge? She blinked back the new burning tears. She would not let him see this kind of fragility. This display of weakness was not who she was. She had to get back on track.
"Ensures the best seat in the house," she said, playing along and forcing a tight smile. Don't think about it anymore. There is nothing you can do. Focus on now. What was Jim doing here? She wouldn't have taken him for a guy who bothered with Mass. Even so, that wouldn't be his reason for showing up like this. Her new boss was not a happenstance kind of guy. He was focused, intense, deliberate.
Jim smiled that slow, half tilt that she'd come to associate with him. She got the distinct impression that smiling was not typical of him, though he seemed to like to do it more and more as time went by. She'd been working for Jim Colby for a couple of months now. He was different—edgy, almost dangerous. Case in point: those penetrating blue eyes. Eyes that kept folks on their toes in his presence. Not that she was intimidated by her boss, but on some instinctive level she understood that he was not a man to be taken lightly.
"How'd you know I was here?" The idea that he would have followed her from the office didn't seem plausible.
"The mechanic dropped off your car." Her car? She deflated a little more. How could she have forgotten about that? "Oh! I—" She gave her head a shake. "I was supposed to call to see if it would be ready." The mechanic had picked up her car at the office that morning with a simple instruction: call before leaving for the day to see if it's ready. But then, that had been before she'd got the news that the stay of execution had been denied.
Don't think about it. "Since you hadn't made it home and weren't answering your cell, I called the cab company. Dispatcher said the driver dropped you off here. I thought I'd come give you a ride back to the office to pick up your car."
Her cell!it was on Silent. She nodded her understanding, still a little rattled. "I appreciate that." She had a feeling there was more to this than just letting her know her car was ready.
As if she'd voiced the thought aloud, his gaze locked with hers. "We have a new client. The job's going to require a somewhat dicey field assignment. At least a few days on location." He studied her for a moment, then added, "I was thinking you might be right for this one, if you feel you're ready."
Renee sat up straighter. She'd been waiting for this opportunity. She moistened her lips, swallowed at the emotion still hovering in the back of her throat. "I'm ready." No way was she going to let the past mess this up. The call she'd received less than one hour ago echoed unnervingly, but she pushed it away. Her brother's mistakes and decisions weren't her problem anymore!hadn't been in two years. She couldn't change what was going to happen!no matter how wrong. He had seen to that.
"I know you've been anticipating your first field assignment," Colby said.
Admittedly, running background checks and following up on cheating spouses was not how she'd seen things going at her new job. Still, paying one's dues was not a new concept to her. "I'm confident the past couple of months aren't an accurate measure of what's to come." Despite having changed jobs twice in the past two years, even she had her limits on how low she would take her career expectations.
"This one may be a little tricky."
Their gazes met. Anticipation hummed inside her.
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