Dana R. Lynn - Amish Country Ambush

Hidden in Plain Sight

An Amish Country Justice story

After police dispatcher Elise St. Clair’s home is invaded by her murderous brother-in-law, her nephew is hidden in Amish Country by her cleaning lady. Now relying on police officer Ryan Parker is Elise’s only hope of reuniting with the child...and evading the killer. And Elise and Ryan quickly discover their temporary partnership has long-term potential—if they can stay alive.

DANA R. LYNN grew up in Illinois. She met a man at a wedding who she told her parents was her future husband. Nineteen months later, they were married. Today they live in rural Pennsylvania with their three children, two dogs, one cat, one rabbit, one horse and six chickens. In addition to writing, she works as an educational interpreter for the deaf and is active in several ministries in her church.

Also by Dana R. Lynn

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Amish Country Ambush

Dana R. Lynn

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ISBN: 978-1-474-08559-5

AMISH COUNTRY AMBUSH

© 2018 Dana Roae

Published in Great Britain 2018

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“There’s something in the trees. I’m going to investigate.” Drawing his service weapon, Ryan flipped on his body camera.

“No!” Elise caught his hand. “What if you get hurt? Or worse?”

Warmth spread at the concern in her rich voice. “I have to go, Elise. We need to catch whoever is behind these attacks. You stay in the house. Lock the door behind me.”

Despite the mutinous set to her mouth, he heard the bolt slide into place once he was outside. He started toward the trees. He had barely gone half the distance when his phone rang. It was Elise.

“Elise? What’s wrong?”

“Ryan? Is that you outside?”

The tremble in her voice caught at him. Then he frowned; she’d watched him go outside.

“You know I am. I’m almost to the tree line. Are you okay?” The sense of foreboding spiked as he heard her take a harsh breath.

“I can see a shadow through the blinds... Someone is standing just on the other side of the window.”

Dear Reader,

I had no idea when I wrote my first book how much I would grow to love LaMar Pond and the people who live there. Through the past few years, though, it has become so much more than a fictional town to me. I have enjoyed “visiting” the small Pennsylvania town and telling the stories of the characters as they find their happy-ever-afters. Amish Country Ambush was no different.

We first met Ryan Parker in Plain Retribution . He’s got a heart of gold and a bit of a chip on his shoulder. He doesn’t realize it, but he has so much to offer a woman. A woman like Elise St. Clair. Elise is not well-known in LaMar Pond. She has suffered so much in her life and struggles to realize that she is worthy to be loved. She also has a stubborn streak. These two were so much fun to write about as they grew closer and learned how to open up and let love in while racing against the clock. I hope you enjoyed their story.

Thank you for joining me for Ryan and Elise’s story. I love to hear from readers. You can email me at WriterDanaLynn@gmail.com. Or visit me online at www.danarlynn.com. I am also on Facebook and Twitter ( @danarlynn).

Blessings,

Dana R. Lynn

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

—Psalms 27:1

To my editor, Elizabeth Mazer. I have been blessed by your incredible wisdom and guidance through the past few years. I appreciate you more than I can say.

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

About the Author

Booklist

Title Page

Copyright

Introduction

Dear Reader

Bible Verse

Dedication

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EPILOGUE

Extract

About the Publisher

ONE

The lights flickered as thunder boomed, rattling the windows. Immediately, heavy sheets of rain pelted the glass. Distracted, Elise St. Clair glanced at the lights running the length of the ceiling as she pressed the button to answer the next call.

Her customary greeting of “Nine-one-one. What’s your emergency?” was swallowed up in the intensity of the noise that blasted back at her.

The woman on the other end of the phone was shouting, the sound deafeningly loud. And worse, she couldn’t understand a word the woman was saying. She was yelling in Pennsylvania Dutch, the language spoken by the Amish community. Elise didn’t quite recognize the voice, although there was something familiar about it. She glanced down at the screen nearest her and felt her world tilt.

She might not have recognized the voice on the other end of the phone, but she knew the address that flashed across one of the three computer monitors at her station.

It belonged to an old, slightly creaky farmhouse on the edge of town. The paint was peeling in places, and there were some shingles missing. It was hidden in the middle of nowhere. The kind of place people would drive by without a second glance.