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Risk Everything
Janie Crouch
The wedding is two weeks away…If they survive until then! Deputy Tanner Dempsey and his fiancée, Bree Daniels, are on high alert amidst fears that a Women’s Shelter is being targeted. Out-manned and out-gunned, Tanner and Bree must unravel the twisted plot of a dangerous sociopath. Will it be "‘til death do us part" before they can say "I do"?
The wedding is two weeks away
If they survive until then…
Following a fire at the New Journeys women’s shelter, Deputy Tanner Dempsey is on high alert, and his fiancée, Bree Daniels, fears that one of the shelter’s clients is being targeted. Outmanned and outgunned, Tanner and Bree must make a last stand for justice and unravel the twisted plot of a dangerous sociopath. Will it be “’til death do us part” before they can say “I do”?
JANIE CROUCH has loved to read romance her whole life. This USA TODAY bestselling author cut her teeth on Mills & Boon novels as a preteen, then moved on to a passion for romantic suspense as an adult. Janie lives with her husband and four children overseas. She enjoys travelling, long-distance running, movie watching, knitting and adventure/obstacle racing. You can find out more about her at janiecrouch.com (http://www.janiecrouch.com)
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Risk Everything
Janie Crouch
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
ISBN: 978-1-474-09439-9
RISK EVERYTHING
© 2019 Janie Crouch
Published in Great Britain 2019
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This book is dedicated to Marci Mathers.
Thank you for the years of support and friendship.
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Contents
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Back Cover Text (#u3ad756c2-087f-52e0-9e13-9d99ecfcadbd)
About the Author (#u5b5a1937-2b18-5a4b-850c-caffe01907da)
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Title Page (#ue45be568-3359-576c-88ab-b1a6d304ff2c)
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Note to Readers
Dedication (#u0b9f7b5b-d072-5443-ac7f-2f239a099268)
Chapter One (#ue35cadaa-7837-5e10-8f0f-73a67007eff5)
Chapter Two (#u6a7f6316-915d-5a7d-8178-fa77c8fa86b0)
Chapter Three (#u3b69825a-08e2-5306-90de-22d276d6d4ec)
Chapter Four (#u5974e149-83bc-5516-a11a-8783a1685340)
Chapter Five (#uc538d677-3b39-5f44-913d-629728946faa)
Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Nineteen (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-One (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Two (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Three (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter Twenty-Four (#litres_trial_promo)
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Chapter One (#u2c327c17-513b-5539-8059-c6eaf12f97c4)
In the past year Bree Daniels had been chased across the country, shot at, kidnapped, almost blown up, strangled and had watched the man she loved almost bleed to death right in front of her.
But she could honestly say none of that was as treacherous as what she was going through now.
Planning her wedding.
Seriously. When a bad guy with a gun or a knife came at you, you knew you were in trouble. But nobody suspected that agreeing to get married and giving the ladies of the small town where you’d made your home free rein in planning said nuptials was also just as dangerous.
If they were ever arrested, wedding planners would need their own special section in prison. In isolation. Because otherwise they would take over and rule the place, for sure.
For the past seven months the women of Risk Peak—mostly Cassandra, her good friend and future sister-in-law, and Cheryl, owner of the Sunrise Diner and surrogate mother to Bree—had tracked Bree down, no matter where she’d tried to hide, demanding answers to impossible questions of all types.
Like what kinds of flower arrangements Bree wanted. And whether she wanted a custard cream, buttercream or whipped cream to go along with the raspberry ganache in the cake.
When Bree had finally had a chance to look up what a ganache was, she wanted to throw her computer across the room. Why the heck hadn’t they just said raspberry filling?
The ladies were so enthusiastic about the event that Bree wasn’t even sure they would notice if she fled the state.
The thought had crossed her mind.
But she was trying to be more normal. Normal women were excited about all this wedding planning, right? Cassandra had shown her the scrapbook she’d made from the ages of seven to eighteen. That thing had roughly four million pages of pictures of wedding gowns, color schemes, flower types and bridesmaids’ dresses.
Bree had mentioned there were much better ways to organize the information electronically, but Cassandra had just rolled her eyes and said that wasn’t the point.
Bree wasn’t exactly sure what was the point, but she knew that most women were a lot more excited about this whole planning process than she was.
Bree just wanted to be Mrs. Tanner Dempsey. She wished she could go back in time and punch her past self in the face for not taking him up on his offer/threat to drag her in front of the nearest county judge and get married right away after they’d gotten engaged.
Well, the second time they’d gotten engaged.
The first time he’d asked her it had been right after a monster from her past had almost blown them both up. They’d been covered in smoke, bleeding and a little shaky on their feet. But Tanner had dropped to one knee right there and asked her to marry him, not wanting to wait a second longer.
The second time, a few weeks later on Valentine’s Day, Tanner had taken her deep into the land of the ranch they both loved and asked her again—so romantically—at sunset, the gorgeous Rocky Mountains in the distance.
He’d explained that when she told their grandkids about how he’d asked her to marry him, he wanted this to be the story she would tell.
She planned to tell both.
But the next day when Tanner had threatened to drag her to get married right then, she should’ve taken him up on it.
Maybe then she wouldn’t be going through the most vicious of wedding planning torture: the gown fittings. The gown everything. She’d almost rather be on the run for her life than be twisted, pulled on, poked and prodded and, worst of all, oohed over.
“My brother is going to lose his…stuff when he sees you in this wedding gown.”
Cassandra Dempsey Martin was the only person Bree knew who could out curse a seasoned sailor yet still be in tears at the sight of the wedding gown.
Cheryl grabbed Cassandra’s hand that was fluttering emotionally in midair and nodded. “Oh, honey, it really does look more gorgeous every time you put it on.”
