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Prologue…..
They were lost, people kept shooting at them, and someone wanted her dead....
Bella worked really hard at not having a full blown panic attack.
"Its dark," Jake said flatly. " if we keep driving around, we're going to run out of gas before we find our way out of here. Let's wait for morning and hole up."
Hole up? Was this really her life, or one big freaky nightmare? This morning she had just been Isabella Marie Clearwater, reclusive widow. Tonight she was the target of multiple killers for reasons she didn't understand, and on the run with a sexy federal agent who was scaring the pants off her, literally.
She had been shot at 3 separate times, she couldn't go home, and she had the audacity to think "sex" every time she looked at Jacob Black.
She was stuck in a car, in the middle of nowhere till morning, with 6'6" ft of big bad sexy male.
Some women would label that as that last bit lucky. Bella found it terrifying.