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Books by Rachel Dylan

CAPITAL INTRIGUE

End Game

Backlash

ATLANTA JUSTICE

Deadly Proof

Lone Witness

Breach of Trust

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© 2020 by Rachel Dylan

Published by Bethany House Publishers

11400 Hampshire Avenue South

Bloomington, Minnesota 55438

Bethany House Publishers is a division of

Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan

Ebook edition created 2020

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—for example, electronic, photocopy, recording—without the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.

ISBN 978-1-4934-2827-4

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Cover design by Faceout Studio

Author is represented by the Nancy Yost Literary Agency.

Dedication

To Daddy.
You’re the reason I can write books filled with faith and demonstrating the amazing love of God.
I miss you so much, but the gift of faith and love you gave me will live in my heart forever.

CHAPTER
ONE

The incessant knocking on her condo door made Layla Karam grumble as she threw off the covers. She had no idea who would be so insistent—especially at two in the morning. Over five years at the CIA had made her cautious, so she grabbed her gun from the nightstand and went to the door, ready for anything.

She looked through the peephole and let out a sigh of relief, then disarmed the alarm system to let in DEA Agent Cassandra Ruiz.

“Cass, what’s going on?”

Cass’s dark brown eyes were bloodshot, and she was shaking. “I should’ve shot him.”

“Shot who?” The dread Layla had felt when she first heard the knocking returned.

“A man was in my house. I hesitated instead of pulling the trigger, and he got away.”

“Have you called the police?”

Cass shook her head. “No, because I think it might be connected to our DEA op.”

How could that be possible? “Come sit down, and let’s go through this.”

Layla led Cass into the living room and sat down with her on the couch. She’d never seen Cass frazzled, but right now the agent was a mess.

“Let’s start at the beginning,” Layla said. “Tell me the entire story. Take your time.”