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The woman was trouble.

He glanced at her in the passenger seat. But she also intrigued him. Not that he’d do anything about it. Chloe had too many secrets, including her identity.

Ethan hit a deep rut in the mountain road and she groaned. “I guess a city girl like you isn’t used to roughing it,” he said.

She snorted. “You’d be surprised at some of the places I’ve been to.”

He jumped on that clue. “Tell me.”

The blood drained from her face.

The cabin came into view and he tabled his interrogation. Right now he needed to get some answers from its owner. “Stay in the car while I go in.” He opened the car door and a bullet whizzed over the top of his head. “Get down!”

“This is starting to tick me off.”

Ethan couldn’t believe it. Someone was shooting at them and she wasn’t afraid? “What kind of life have you really led?”

Chloe didn’t answer.

Didn’t matter. Either way, that life was now his to protect.