#MFRWHooks – The cops can’t be trusted…

Ryan's Temptation — After Chanel witnesses a murder, how will she and her sexy neighbor flee the city with the killer in hot pursuit?

Blurb

Wrong place, wrong time. Now she’s running for her life.

Beautician Chanel Leroc can wield a pair of scissors like nobody’s business. After she witnesses a murder and lands on a serial killer’s hit list, she has to figure out how to protect herself—and fast. The killer tracks her down, but her sexy new neighbor, Dr. Ryan Naylor, drives the brute off.

The police dump the pair in a witness protection program, which doesn’t last long. Either the killer has a connection to the police, or he’s far more intelligent than they realize. All Chanel wants to do is get back to her safe life and get to know her neighbor better. Instead, she and Ryan hit the road and try to survive on their own.

How will they stay alive and keep their blooming romance intact with the killer hot on their trail?

Excerpt

A soft beep and squeaky hinges pulled Chanel from slumber. A beam of yellow light from the hallway pierced the darkness in her room before someone entered and shut the door on the light. She froze, holding the air in her lungs.

The digital clock on the nightstand flicked to nine.

Had it only been a few hours? Fatigue weighted her limbs, or was that fear?

She breathed as easily as she could, letting her chest rise and fall in a normal pattern. Footsteps thudded softly as her heartbeat quickened. She shuttered her eyes in case the intruder could somehow see her face. If only she had a weapon. What happened to the police officer? Had Dipper found her and murdered her guard?

The trespasser stopped next to the bed.

Bile rose in her throat. No, she wouldn’t die. Not like this—helpless and silent. “Go away!” She shouted the words and snatched the bulky telephone from the nightstand. The cord pulled as she slammed the base against the stranger’s side.

“What the fuck?” The man grunted and fell back.

She dropped the phone and scrambled to her feet. He blocked the doorway, so she ran for the bathroom and flipped the light switch. She slammed the door behind her, but he muscled in and snatched her messy hair. “Ow. Stop!” Red-hot pain shot through her scalp. Oh my God. She glared wild-eyed at Officer Eaton in the mirror above the sink.