Lenora Worth - Amish Christmas Hideaway

She’s hiding from killers...

Can she find a haven in Amish country?

A festive evening quickly becomes a holiday nightmare when Alisha Braxton witnesses a double murder. And the killer’s cold eyes promise that she’s next. There’s only one person Alisha trusts with her life—private investigator Nathan Craig, the man she once loved. But hiding in Amish country, can they outwit a murderer who’s determined she won’t survive Christmas?

With over seventy books published and millions in print, LENORA WORTHwrites award-winning romance and romantic suspense. Three of her books finaled in the ACFW Carol Awards, and her Love Inspired Suspense novel Body of Evidence became a New York Times bestseller. Her novella in Mistletoe Kisses made her a USA TODAY bestselling author. Lenora goes on adventures with her retired husband, Don, and enjoys reading, baking and shopping...especially shoe shopping.

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Amish Christmas Hideaway

Lenora Worth

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ISBN: 978-0-008-90077-9

AMISH CHRISTMAS HIDEAWAY

© 2019 Lenora H. Nazworth

Published in Great Britain 2019

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“Just get me out of here...please.”

Alisha’s car was mere inches away from what looked like a sizable drop-off into a ravine.

“I’ve got you,” Nathan said. “C’mon, take my hand.”

She nodded. “My bag.”

“Okay, grab it. But careful.”

She lifted the big businesslike leather bag and handed it to him.

“Turn slowly toward me, okay?”

She nodded, the car rocking with each movement and slipping another inch against the old tree trunk.

Nathan’s breath caught. That old stump wouldn’t last much longer.

“On three,” he said. “One, two...three.”

He tugged her up and out and then pulled her away from the now-shaking car. With a groan, the car’s front right fender scraped against the rock before sliding over the edge of the ravine and crashing down below.

The sound of metal breaking apart echoed out over the hills.

“Are you all right?”

Alisha let out a long, shuddering sigh. “I could have died if you hadn’t come along...”

Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?

—Psalm 2:1

To all of the friends I’ve made while writing Amish fiction. Thank you to our loyal readers!

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

About the Author

Booklist

Title Page

Copyright

Note to Readers

Introduction

Bible Verse

Dedication

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

NINETEEN

TWENTY

TWENTY-ONE

Extract

About the Publisher

She’d stopped here on a whim. Tired from a lengthy deposition in Philadelphia, Alisha Braxton planned to find a strong cup of coffee. She needed to stay awake to drive the two hours from the city to the small community of Campton Creek in Lancaster County to celebrate Christmas with her grandmother Bettye Willis.

This quaint Christmas market on the outskirts of Philadelphia beckoned her with the promise of something warm to drink and maybe something wonderful to nibble on while she traveled. Too busy to shop for gifts before now, she decided she’d do a quick browse and buy her grandmother something special. And maybe Mrs. Campton, too.

The two elderly women lived together in the carriage house at the Campton estate, now called the Campton Center. Alisha did several hours a week of pro bono work at the center. It was a good chance to visit with her grandmother and help out the community.

But this week she wouldn’t be working as much. A whole week with Granny—a gift from her firm. Five days before Christmas. Her boss had insisted and, as much as she loved her career as an associate with the law firm of Henderson and Perry, Alisha needed a break.

She looked forward to spending the upcoming holidays there with her grandmother, who’d been Judy Campton’s assistant for years and now her companion since they were both widowed. A week off and then she’d get back to her paying hours at the small law firm near Reading where she’d worked since law school. The firm was a satellite branch connected to the main firm in Philadelphia. Alisha hoped to work at the big firm one day, but for now she was paying her dues and working her way up the firm’s ladder.