Lawman Lover

Product Description There was a live body on her morgue table. Macy Kleyn hadnt expected to find a perfectly healthy Rowe Cusack lying inside a body bag. The man claimed to be a DEA agent whod escaped from prison by faking his own death. But despite using a disguise, someone knew the truth. Now they wanted to keep Rowe locked up inside. For good.Taking a civilian on the run went against Rowes lawman code, but leaving Macy behind could mean putting her in even greater danger. On their own, they were targets, but together they might still have a fighting chance. Its a chance hes willing to take in order to protect the one person he could trustand the one woman he was falling for. About the Author Ever since Lisa Childs read her first romance novel (a Harlequin of course) at age eleven, all she ever wanted to be was a romance writer. Now an award winning, bestselling author of over seventy novels for Harlequin, Lisa is living the dream. She loves to hear from readers who can contact her on Facebook or through her website www.lisachilds.com. Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. The cell door slid open with the quick buzz of the disabled security alarm and the clang of heavy metal. Rowe Cusack swung his legs over the side of his bunk and jumped down onto the concrete floor. Had the warden reinstated his privileges?Rowe couldnt understand why theyd been suspended in the first place. He hadnt started the fight in the cafeteria even though he had ended it. But the warden had punished him anyway and ignored Rowes demands to use the phone.He needed to make the call that would get him the hell out of?hell. His instincts tightened his guts into knots; he was pretty sure his cover had been blown.But how? He had been going undercover for years before he had joined the Drug Enforcement Administration, and even as a rookie with the Detroit Police Department he had never been discovered.Hey, guard, Rowe called out, disrupting the eerie quiet of predawn in the cell block. Whats going on?Even if his privileges had been reinstated, they wouldnt allow him to make a call at this hour. He hadnt been allowed one in over a week. No visitors either, not even a letter or an email. After just a few days of no contact, his handler, in his guise as Rowes attorney, should have checked in on him. Or Special Agent Jackson should have had him pulled out. Leaving him in here with no backup and no real weapon for selfprotection, if his cover had been blown, was like leaving him for dead.You got a new roommate, a deep voice announced, and a hulking shadow darkened the cell. Get out of here, Petey.Rowes scrawny cell mate scrambled out of the bottom bunk and flattened his back against the wall as he squeezed through the cell door opening around the giant of a man entering it.Rowe reached for his homemade shiv, closing his fingers around the toothbrush handle. Even in the dim glow of the night security lights, he recognized the man whom hed given a wide berth since his incarceration. His flimsy weapon wouldnt be much protection against the burly giant.What the hell do you want? he asked the monster of a man.Same thing you do, the deep voice murmured. To get the hell out of here.Theres no escape route in here. Rowe had checked for one. Hed had some tough assignments over his six years with the DEA, but getting locked up like an animal, with animals, was his worst mission yet. From between his shoulder blades, sweat trickled down his back, and panic pressed on his chest.Damn claustrophobia?Hed fought it since he was a kid, refusing to let it rule or limit his life. But maybe he should have used it as a reason to get out of taking this assignment.Youre my escape route, Jedidiah Kleyn said, stepping closer. Light from the dim overhead bulb glinted off his bald head and his dark eyes. The eyes of a coldblooded killer.This was the last person Rowe would have want