by Nina Bruhns
Despite that, sleep refused to come. She just couldn’t put the intruder out of her mind. Who was he? An escaped prisoner? A terrorist? Or just some poor schmuck who didn’t have money for passage to Seattle? Was he still out there? She shivered and pulled her blanket up tight under her chin. Of all the ships in Dutch Harbor, why had he chosen Île de Cœur to try and stow away on?
She pushed out a breath. And thought about her side arm. A brand-new Glock 23. It was stored in the safe in her wall and, thank goodness, had so far only come out for cleanings.
Finally she gave up, slid out of bed, and got the Glock out of the safe. She even loaded the clip. But she drew the line at racking it. Setting the gun on the tiny nightstand next to her bunk, she got back into bed and firmly closed her eyes. She was going to get some sleep if it killed her.
She’d just sunk into that floaty twilight zone between waking and sleeping, her body relaxed and her lids heavy as lead, when there was a soft knock at her stateroom door.
She forced her eyelids up and frowned. “Who is it?”
No one answered.
“Who is it?” she repeated, alarm creeping through her muzzy mind. She sat up and reached for the Glock.
“It—It’s me,” a deep voice said softly.
She blinked, her hand hovering above the weapon. Who the hell would be—“Bolun, is that you?”
“Open the door,” he said, his voice muffled, but more cajoling than demanding. “I, um, need to . . .”
Oh, for God’s sake. She rose from the bunk and grabbed her robe, wrapping it tightly around herself. At the last second she picked up the Glock. Padding to the door, she unlocked it, cracked it open, and carefully peeked out.
“What is it?” she asked. “I thought you were on watch.”
He was standing a few feet back. In the total darkness of the passageway she couldn’t see more than the outline of his large body.
Except there was something wrong. His hair . . . it should have been blond and pale even in the dark. Instead it was black as the midnight sky.
Not Bolun.
She gasped and slammed the door.
Too late.
The man moved like lightning. He slapped his palm against the door, preventing it from closing, then pushed his huge body into it so it flung open and she flew backward onto the bunk.
Suddenly she remembered the Glock in her hand. She whipped it up and started to aim.
“Don’t,” he warned.
Her heart slammed to her throat.
A large black pistol was pointing right back at her.
Berkley Sensation Titles by Nina Bruhns
SHOOT TO THRILL
IF LOOKS COULD CHILL
A KISS TO KILL
RED HEAT
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter 1 - PETROPAVLOVSK-KAMCHATSKIYA PACIFIC COAST OF RUSSIA LATE JUNE
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34 - WASHINGTON, D.C. TWELVE DAYS LATER
Teaser chapter
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter 1 - PETROPAVLOVSK-KAMCHATSKIYA PACIFIC COAST OF RUSSIA LATE JUNE
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34 - WASHINGTON, D.C. TWELVE DAYS LATER
Teaser chapter
Inhaltsverzeichnis
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
Chapter 1 - PETROPAVLOVSK-KAMCHATSKIYA PACIFIC COAST OF RUSSIA LATE JUNE
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34 - WASHINGTON, D.C. TWELVE DAYS LATER
Teaser chapter
