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Carissa looked around for a weapon.

The gleam of metal on the windowsill caught her eye. She picked up the old cigar tube she’d found when she arrived at the lodge, an idea growing.

Careful to avoid creaking floorboards, she reached her bedroom and felt her heartbeat quicken. The intruder was in there.

Through a small gap in the doorway she saw a man a head taller than she. She swallowed. Lord, he was big—wide at the shoulders and narrow everywhere else. His aristocratic profile tugged at her memory, but before she could pinpoint the reason, she decided it was now or never.

She pushed open the door, moved up behind the man and pressed the cigar tube into his back with all the force she could muster. “Don’t move. I have a gun, and I know how to use it.”