Night Shadow (Night Tales Collection)
Nora Roberts
Language: English
Pages: 336
ISBN: 0263875245
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
He walked the night, a shadow among shadows. They called him Nemesis and he was everywhere. But the night he saved Deborah O'Roarke from an attacker he rediscovered the sweet ache of longing. As Gage Guthrie he could woo her. But the idealistic prosecutor abhorred his vigilante approach to crime fighting. So how could he reveal he was the phantom who lurked in the Night Shadow? Passion. Power. Suspense. It's time to fall under the spell of Nora Roberts.
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hard.” “I do what I have to do. What about you? I don’t even know what you do, not really.” “Buy and sell, attend meetings, read reports.” “I’m sure it’s more complicated than that.” “And often more boring.” “That’s hard to believe.” Steam and fragrance erupted when he broke open a flaky croissant. “I build things, buy things.” She wouldn’t be put off that easily. “Such as?” He smiled at her. “I own this building.” “Trojan Enterprises owns this building.” “Right. I own Trojan.” “Oh.”
His voice was low, harsh. “I’ve been looking for you for a long time.” “So, you have found me.” Though his tone was arrogant, Deborah could smell his sweat. It gave her hope. “Put down your weapon.” “I don’t have a weapon,” Nemesis said, his hands held out from his sides. “I don’t need one.” “Then you are a fool.” Montega eased his arm from around Deborah’s waist and slipped a hand into his pocket. Just as the shot rang out, Nemesis lunged to the side. It happened so fast. Afterward, Deborah
through.” “I’m not sure I can.” “A little while longer, please. Unlock the door, and let me go.” “It is unlocked.” He stepped back to open it for her. But he blocked her exit for one last moment. “Deborah. I won’t let you go the next time.” She looked up again and saw the truth of his words in his eyes. “I know.” Chapter 7 The jury was out. Deborah spent their deliberating time in her office, using both her telephone and computer to try to track down what Gage had referred to as the
would he. But however much discipline he had over his body and his mind, he seemed to have none over his heart. It wasn’t just her beauty. Though he had always loved beautiful things and had grown up learning to appreciate them for no more than their existence. After he’d come out of the coma, he had found a certain comfort in surrounding himself with beauty. All that color, all that texture after so much flat gray. It wasn’t just her mind. Though he respected intelligence. As a cop and as a
Look at him, and think of you.” She pressed her fingers to her lips. The words were pouring out too quickly. “That night, in Santiago’s room, after I came to and you were holding me. I looked up into your eyes and remembered the first time I had seen you in the ballroom at the Stuart Palace. I thought I was going crazy.” “It wasn’t done to hurt you, only to protect you.” “From what?” she demanded. “From myself, from you? Every time you touched me, I …” Her breath hitched as she fought for
