Audrey and the Maverick
Chapter One
Defiance, Dakota Territory, May 1868
Audrey Sheridan peeked around the corner of an
abandoned store, watching her mark come closer. Her
palms were damp and her hands shook. She'd practiced
the maneuver she would use to steal his purse a hundred
times in the last two days, but now that the time was here,
she doubted her ability to see it through.
Julian McCaid was less than half a block away. He lifted
his wide-brimmed Stetson and swept a hand through his
thick dark hair. Resettling his hat, he scanned the street
near where she stood. The energy of his gaze rolled in
her direction like a hot desert wind.
Withdrawing into the cover of the alley, she listened to
his boots crunch in the gravel of the dirt road. When he
came even with her, she stepped in front of him and
reached for his coin purse. Fast as a whip, he snatched
her wrist. She gasped and looked up, in time to see shock
and recognition register in his eyes.
The 5:00 p.m. Cheyenne stage had just arrived, and
passengers had begun filing down the street toward
them, heading for Maddie's Boardi ... read full excerpt from: Audrey and the Maverick ebook
