It was chilly outside—mid to high forties. Downright arctic by Lucy’s admittedly wimpy standards, especially since the only thing between her pampered hide and the elements was a pair of mismatched flannel jammies.
A nearly full moon provided the only illumination. Her five-acre property was isolated from her nearest neighbors by dense woods and a quarter-mile cobblestone driveway. She’d always appreciated the solitude. Until tonight.
The tender soles of her feet found every sharp pebble as Buttercup and Blossom half dragged her toward a dark sedan parked out of sight of the house. Bubbles jogged ahead to pop the trunk.
She screamed beneath her gag as the men hoisted her and dumped her on top of a tire iron and a set of jumper cables. The trunk also held a coil of rope. Buttercup hogtied her with practiced efficiency, lashing her ankles and tethering them to her wrists by a short length of rope behind her bowed back.
Bubbles leaned into the trunk to taunt her, now that those lethal feet were safely restrained. His nose was a pomegranate. The moonlight turned all that blood to black warpaint. “I’b gudda hab sub fud wid you, bij. Just you wait.”
The other two exchanged a look. Buttercup elbowed Bubbles aside to blindfold Lucy with an oily rag.
The trunk lid slammed shut. She heard car doors open and close. The vehicle rocked and settled. The engine rumbled to life, turning the trunk into a vibration chamber.
Trussed as she was, Lucy couldn’t keep herself from pitching to and fro as the car started rolling. Her stomach lurched. Oh yeah, she thought, that’s just what I need right now. A geyser of ice cream, popcorn, and bourbon, with only her nostrils for an exit.
She forced herself to take slow, deep breaths, forced her mind to function. Why would anyone want to kidnap her? Correction: Why would two anyones want to kidnap her, these trick-or-treat maniacs and whoever hired those two whiny chuckleheads who came late to the party?
When had it become open season on Lucy Narby?
She had to keep her head, no matter what happened. It was her only chance.
Don’t panic, Lucy commanded herself, right before something small and furry crawled up her pajama leg.
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Books by Pamela Burford
Jane Delaney Mysteries
Undertaking Irene
Uprooting Ernie
Perforating Pierre
Romantic Suspense
Snatched
Going Commando
Storming Meg
Twice Burned (Double Dare book 2)
A Case of You
Contemporary Romance
Rags to Bitches
In the Dark
Snowed
Too Darn Hot
The Boss’s Runaway Bride (a novella)
The Wedding Ring series (coming soon!):
Love’s Funny That Way
I Do, But Here’s the Catch
One Eager Bride To Go
Fiancé for Hire
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Copyright
Ebook edition published by Radical Poodle Press, 2016
Copyright © 2016 by Pamela Burford
ISBN 9781939215871
ASIN B01LYSILDO
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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