Longarm 336. Longarm and the Midnight Mistress

Par : Tabor Evans
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  • Nombre de pages192
  • FormatePub
  • ISBN1-101-16541-3
  • EAN9781101165416
  • Date de parution31/10/2006
  • Protection num.Adobe DRM
  • Taille374 Ko
  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurBerkley

Résumé

Longarm plays bodyguard-and the job has its benefits. Custis Long would rather have his backside branded than act as bodyguard to Congressman Howard Palmer's ornery, ugly wife and her daughter. Seems the suit's liberal notions about Indian reservations have Western whites up in arms. But a job's a job. And things start looking up: since he's been on this detail, an anonymous, veiled lady has visited his bed at night-giving him something to remember in the morning.
But when assassins start shooting at the motley threesome, things get uglier than Mrs. Palmer without makeup. Even more so when Longarm realizes their real target-him.
Longarm plays bodyguard-and the job has its benefits. Custis Long would rather have his backside branded than act as bodyguard to Congressman Howard Palmer's ornery, ugly wife and her daughter. Seems the suit's liberal notions about Indian reservations have Western whites up in arms. But a job's a job. And things start looking up: since he's been on this detail, an anonymous, veiled lady has visited his bed at night-giving him something to remember in the morning.
But when assassins start shooting at the motley threesome, things get uglier than Mrs. Palmer without makeup. Even more so when Longarm realizes their real target-him.