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Out of Sight
โ Scribed by Adair, Cherry
- Book ID
- 107719650
- Publisher
- Random House Publishing Group
- Year
- 2007
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 303 KB
- Series
- T-FLAC 5 - Wright Family 4
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9780345494092
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โฆ Synopsis
**Sometimes chemistry is a matter of life and death. . . .
**
Though her confidence is badly shaken by a training accident, A. J. Cooper vows to become an excellent T-FLAC operative. She is everything the antiterrorist agency looks for--she's smart, resourceful, and a crack shot. Eager to prove herself to her instructor, the highly regarded Kane Wright, A. J. takes on a difficult and potentially deadly assignment. A success in the field could be just the thing she needs to make her career with the agency--and working so closely with the extraordinary and irresistibly sexy Kane is a fantasy come to life.
Kane Wright is a master of disguise, hiding his powerful attraction for A. J. in the name of professionalism. But when she doesn't bounce back quickly after her accident, Kane's desire becomes concern. In the field, even a moment's hesitation can turn a routine operation into a deadly one. With A. J. taking a lead position in this mission, Kane knows he...
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