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Chapters (52)
  1. Born Out of Wedlock
  2. Dedication
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  43. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  44. Chapter Forty
  45. Chapter Forty-One
  46. Chapter Forty-Two
  47. Chapter Forty-Three
  48. Chapter Forty-Four
  49. Chapter Forty-Five
  50. Chapter Forty-Six
  51. Acknowledgements
  52. Other Titles by Author

“It’s all right, Reece,” Addison said as she shifted her viewpoint to the dumpy men straining the construction of their chairs. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I know you wouldn’t do this today unless it were important. So let’s get it over with. Shall we?”

Before Reece could reply, Addison walked to the chair at the end of the table, and slipping into it, she looked up at the men watching her with keen, beady eyes. “Now, what’s this all about?”

Raised to be a gentleman, Reece did not take his seat until Fran settled in a chair in the corner of the room, and then sinking into his own, he opened the folder in front of him and pulled out a piece of paper. Letting out a sigh, he raised his eyes and looked at Addison as he motioned to the man on his right to pass the paper to her. As soon as it was in her hands, he said, “That was sent to us by a Miss Prudence Craddick a few weeks ago. She states that she was one of the nurses caring for Robert Sheppard. Is that true?”

Intent on trying to decipher the sloppy handwriting on the paper, it took a moment before Addison looked up. “Sorry, but that name doesn’t ring a bell.”

Reece looked at his notes. “She states here that you fired her.”

A few seconds had passed before Addison nodded. “Yes, I remember her now. She was sleeping on the job.”

“Well, she says that when she left your home, she inadvertently took some items that didn’t belong to her, one of which is that paper you have in your hands.”

“Inadvertently?”

Reece knew where Addison was going, and his sadness showed on his face. “Yes,” he said quietly. “That’s what she says.”

Addison looked at the scribble again, but this time she gave it her full attention, and before she was halfway down the page, she knew who the author was. She continued to read his words, and when she reached the end, she handed the paper to Fran and then turned her attention to Reece.

It took Fran only a few minutes to read the note, and before she read the last word, the color had drained from her face. Resting back in the chair, she closed her eyes and tried desperately to think of a way out...for them both.

Intent on protecting themselves from Maxwell Firth, Addison and Fran had both forgotten that enemies can come in all shapes and sizes, and an angry nurse with vengeance in her heart had been one of them.