Perfect Strangers

He’s got to be out of his mind. Or head over heels. Maybe both. If Silk Jones’s superiors think she’s going to hide quietly in protective relocation, they have another thing coming. She was bred to be the perfect law-enforcement machine. Quiet isn’t her style. Nothing will stop her from finding her partner’s killer. Not the assassin who took him down. Not her own government. Not the fact that she’s in a completely different dimension. And certainly not her by-the-book new partner, who thinks she’s insane and operates on some antiquated idea that he’s protecting her. Davis Rule doesn’t believe in little green men. Yet, thanks to an interdepartmental shake-up, he’s stuck on Sightings duty. No borderline-insane Ufologist is going to hamper his plans to wiggle out of this assignment as soon as possible—until he discovers a little green man can be almost six feet of knockout blonde who’s quite capable of knocking him out. Silk would like nothing better than to shake off the doggedly chivalrous Davis, return home and bring the murderer to justice. Except she’s got the craziest urge to keep him by her side. Especially when it becomes clear that allies and enemies aren’t so easy to define. Warning: Contains one combustible couple thrown together without a hope of dodging the flames.