“All the things that should be in your records aren’t. It’s as if you didn’t exist before you opened your investigative agency.
“Which makes me curious as to what you were doing before then,” she added.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Why are you in hiding?” Valerie asked.
“I’m not in hiding. I run a business. I advertise. My number’s in the phone book. You can check all that out—”
“Yes, I know. You told me. Except the man who recommended you seems to have disappeared. So…I’m not exactly sure anymore why you’re here, Mr. Sellers.”
“I’m here because I’m being paid to do a job—”
“And did that job involve trying to get me into bed?” she asked softly. “Or was that just some sort of…extra compensation you thought up all on your own?”
“No,” Grey said seriously. “I don’t have any hidden agenda where you’re concerned.…”
Dear Harlequin Intrigue Reader,
You wanted MORE MEN OF MYSTERY by Gayle Wilson—now you’ve got ’em! Gayle’s stories about these sexy undercover agents have become one of Harlequin Intrigue’s most popular ongoing series. We are as impressed by her outstanding talent as you, her readers, and are thrilled to feature her special brand of drama again in Her Private Bodyguard (#561). Look for two MORE titles in August and November 2000.
Also available this month, Protecting His Own (#562) by Molly Rice, an emotional story about the sanctity of family and a man’s basic need to claim what’s his.
There’s no more stronger bond than that of blood. And Chance Quarrels is determined to see no harm come to the little daughter he never knew he had as Patricia Rosemoor continues her SONS OF SILVER SPRINGS miniseries with The Lone Wolf’s Child (#563).
Finally, veteran Harlequin Intrigue author Carly Bishop takes you to a cloistered Montana community with a woman and an undercover cop posing as husband and wife. The threat from a killer is real, but so is their simmering passion. Which one is more dangerous…? Find out in No Bride But His (#564), a LOVERS UNDER COVER story.
Pick up all four for variety, for excitement—because you’re ready for a thrill!
Sincerely,
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Associate Senior Editor
Harlequin Intrigue
Her Private Bodyguard
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Gayle Wilson is the award-winning author of twenty novels written for Harlequin. She has lived in Alabama all her life except for the years she followed her army aviator husband—whom she met on a blind date—to a variety of military posts.
Before beginning her writing career, she taught English and world history to gifted high school students in a number of schools around the Birmingham area. Gayle and her husband have one son, who is also a teacher of gifted students. They are blessed with warm and loving Southern families and an ever-growing menagerie of cats and dogs.
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HARLEQUIN INTRIGUE
344—ECHOES IN THE DARK
376—ONLY A WHISPER
414—THE REDEMPTION OF DEKE SUMMERS
442—HEART OF THE NIGHT
461—RANSOM MY HEART*
466—WHISPER MY LOVE*
469—REMEMBER MY TOUCH*
490—NEVER LET HER GO
509—THE BRIDE’S PROTECTOR‡
513—THE STRANGER SHE KNEW‡
517—HER BABY, HIS SECRET‡
541—EACH PRECIOUS HOUR†
561—HER PRIVATE BODYGUARD‡
HARLEQUIN HISTORICALS
211—THE HEART’S DESIRE♥
263—THE HEART’S WAGER♥
299—THE GAMBLER’S HEART♥
349—RAVEN’S VOW
393—HIS SECRET DUCHESS
432—HONOR’S BRIDE
483—LADY SARAH’S SON
CIA
AGENT PROFILE
NAME: |
GREY SELLERS |
DATE OF BIRTH: |
November 9, 1961 |
ASSIGNED TEAM: |
EXTERNAL SECURITY |
SPECIAL SKILLS: |
Adapts to any situation or setting, expert marksman, rated in fixed-and rotary-wing aircraft, fluent in Russian. |
AGENT EVALUATION: |
Strong sense of honor, loyalty and commitment to his former team. Despite a tough exterior, he hides a tender heart. |
STATUS: |
Identity erased |
CURRENT ADDRESS: |
Unknown… |
FOR YOUR EYES ONLY
Valerie Beaufort—Val had never wanted any part of the millions her father’s company generated. Now she was stuck with the money and all that went along with it, including a private bodyguard. And someone who had murder on their mind.
Grey Sellers—The ex-CIA agent had left the agency and the External Security Team because of a mistake that had resulted in a good man’s death. He never again wanted to be in a position where someone else’s life depended on him. But now he was falling in love with the woman he had been charged with protecting.
Billy Clemens—Clemens would become the majority owner of Av-Tech Aeronautics if something happened to Valerie. With the millions involved, wasn’t that a good enough motive for murder?
Porter Johnson—Porter had known Valerie all her life and had treated her like a daughter when she had lost her own father. Could he really be involved in what was going on?
Harper Springfield—Another of her father’s partners, Harp had as much to gain by Valerie’s death as any of the others.
Emory Hunter—Did Emory’s soft Southern accent and courtly manner hide a murderer?
Autry Carmichael—The head of Av-Tech security formed his own theory of what was going on out at Valerie’s ranch as soon as he discovered Grey Sellers was a man without a past.
Constance Beaufort—Connie, Valerie’s stepmother, had been virtually cut out of her late husband’s will. Could she be angry enough to kill?
For all the girls who post in my folder
(and for all you lurkers, too).
You are the best!
This one’s for you!
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Epilogue
A hell of a way to acquire a few hundred million dollars, Valerie Beaufort thought, looking down on her father’s flower-draped coffin. And she would have given all of it, of course, not to be standing here. They were his millions. Money she had never wanted. And didn’t want any part of now.
“If there’s anything we can do, Valerie, dear,” Porter Johnson said, taking her hand and patting it gently, “you let us know. You know Betsy and I love you like our own daughters.”
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