Dangerous Disguise

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-389-4
ISBN Print: 978-1-61217-025-1
Page Count: 332
Word Count: 92144
Rating: Spicy(PG13)

Shipping heiress Kate McShane refuses to marry for anything other than true love. Her secure world crashes when her father mysteriously dies. His business partner isn't just the prime suspect--he's pressuring Kate to marry him. Kate's only option is to flee New York until the murderer can be arrested. Taking an assumed name, she boards a westbound train.

Texas Ranger Seth Morgan pursues his best friend's killer to New York, but the trail goes cold. Weary from his vow of revenge, he hands in his star and takes another one as sheriff for a small railroad town in the Idaho Territory.

Kate's anonymity is jeopardized when the handsome Sheriff Morgan thinks she's a criminal on the run. The man irritates and excites her. He's totally unsuitable. So why does the thought of leaving him and the charming mountainside town of Hope break her heart?

Rating: Spicy
Page Count: 332
Word Count: 92144
Print ISBN 978-1-61217-025-1


Why had she made such an impulsive decision?

“What have I done?” she murmured…

Glancing around for her trunk, she froze. Seth Morgan, his black Stetson tilted back on his head, his hands on his trim hips, stood next to the depot, scanning the area with dark, narrowed eyes. A shorter man in a suit and bowler stood next to him, chattering away.

“Oh no,” she whispered. Could Hope be his destination, or was he stretching his legs? Kate’s mind raced. Could she be arrested for impersonating Mary Catherine? Even if she had permission? She couldn’t run off and leave Mary Catherine’s trunk on the platform. Seth Morgan would chase her to Seattle and arrest her. She’d be suspected of murdering poor Mary Catherine.

She had to get her trunk back on the train and hide in her compartment. She turned away and started toward the attendant who’d tried to help her.

“Excuse me, Miss Leary. You staying in Hope or going to Seattle?” Morgan’s voice reached her before she’d taken more than a dozen steps.

Her shoulders sagged with resignation. She turned as his long strides ate up the weathered platform between them. Damn. Her chance to get back on the train undetected vanished under his sharp eye.

Kate pasted a smile on her face. “Mr. Morgan, what a pleasant surprise. What brings you to Hope?” The train rumbled beside them, the crew racing to fill the water tanks from the lake.

“I’m the new sheriff. Guess we didn’t talk about our destinations back there, did we?”

“No, I guess we didn’t.” Kate wished the man would disappear. If she was any judge of character, he’d stick to her to like honey.

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