Texas Wildcat

Reckless Renegades

37. Ambushed

Patricia Rosemoor

38. West of the Sun

Lynn Erickson

39. Bittersweet

DeLoras Scott

40. A Deadly Breed

Caroline Burnes

41. Desperado

Helen Conrad

42. Heart of the Eagle

Lindsay McKenna

Once A Cowboy…

43. Rancho Diablo

Anne Stuart

44. Big Sky Country

Jackie Merritt

45. A Family to Cherish

Cathy Gillen Thacker

46. Texas Wildcat

Lindsay McKenna

47. Not Part of the Bargain

Susan Fox

48. Destiny’s Child

Ann Major

Table of Contents

Chapter One (#uad7a4655-4ca9-5f1c-a2c6-4286b12d9488)

Chapter Two (#u20f4df46-2518-5d83-90aa-9f78e42b5606)

Chapter Three (#ud655583f-ceaa-5ff6-bb13-3ac06e4652cf)

Chapter Four (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

One

“All hell’s broken loose, Kelly!”

Kelly tiredly raised her head. She stared blankly at Jake for a moment. Her office manager’s face was drawn. Her heart plummeted. What now? she wondered miserably. What else could go wrong? Brushing an auburn strand of hair away from her forehead, she sat up a little straighter in the huge leather chair.

“What’s wrong?” Her voice sounded tired and strained after the events of the past week.

Jake grimaced, giving a sorrowful shake of his head. “Boots and Coots’s office just called. Two of our monitor pipes blew up on them.”

“Oh, no!” Kelly groaned, slumping back into the chair. “How? I mean…”

Jake came inside the door and shut it softly behind him. “They’re sending Sam Tyler over to tell us about it.”

She frowned, pushing aside the mountain of paperwork. “Who’s he?”

“Number three man in the outfit, that’s who. They’re angry, Kelly. We’re gonna lose the account.”

Kelly made an agitated gesture, then got to her feet. “Dad never made bad pipe. What’s going on, Jake? I don’t understand it,” she muttered, walking around the large square desk. She fought back tears of remembrance. Tears of grief. Only a week ago her father, a Texas wildcatter as well as the president of Blanchard Pipe, had been sitting in his office. Now, he was dead. Dead because of a senseless automobile accident. A drunk driver had ended the life of the person she loved more than anyone in the world. Kelly’s green eyes narrowed with pain as she stared over at Jake. She chastised herself for not knowing more of her father’s business. Now, it was up to her to run the multimillion-dollar company, which made a variety of pipe for the oil and gas industry around the world.

Placing a slender hand on her brow, she massaged her temples. She had to think coherently regardless of the circumstances. Boots and Coots were one of their major buyers. They used Blanchard pipe at oil and gas well blowouts to spray water on the raging inferno while their men worked to put the fire out.

“Who spoke to you, Jake?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.