Chapter One
Regan Reilly glanced out the window of the plane she'd been on for the last five
hours, thrilled to finally spot the skyline of Manhattan. It's great to be back,
she thought. This is where I belong. For a lot of reasons. Not the least of
which was her new beau — the head of the Major Case Squad in New York City —
one Jack Reilly, who thank God was no relation.
A private investigator in Los Angeles, thirty-one-year-old Regan was planning to
attend the crime convention that her mother, mystery writer Nora Regan Reilly,
had organized with a handful of her fellow authors. Regan's father, Luke, the
owner of three funeral homes in New Jersey, would be there too. It was at
Christmastime, when her father had been kidnapped, that Regan had met Jack
Reilly. They'd been involved in a coast-to-coast romance for three months.
"I'd do anything that would result in your happiness, Regan," Luke had joked —
more than once since he was safely home — "even be kidnapped."
Yes, Jack makes me happy, Regan mused as the wheels of the plane smoothly hit
the pavement and the pilot taxied to the gate with no delays.
At the baggage claim R ... read full excerpt from: Fleeced ebook
