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Chapters (73)
  1. About EXPLOITED
  2. Copyright
  3. Praise for the novels of Pamela Callow
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Chapter 64
  70. Author’s Note
  71. About the Author
  72. The Kate Lange Thriller Series
  73. Acknowledgments

She had done what she needed to do at McGrath Woods. She had proven herself and found her purpose. McGrath Woods, in turn, had grudgingly given her a chance. But it also had served up two cases that almost had her killed. And turned its back on its former Managing Partner when the stink of scandal wafted down its plush corridors. And now it seemed to be turning its back on her. Again.

She needed to defend justice.

And the face of justice was a victim’s face.

But she couldn’t resign without a plan in place. No, she was not spontaneous enough to walk away from a steady paycheck at a reputable firm.

She dialed Eddie’s number. After four rings, his familiar gruff voice filled her ear, setting the unnamed fears stirred by John Hillcroft to rest. “Kate. Welcome home.”

She strode down the boardwalk toward her office, swinging her briefcase. “Hi, Eddie. Rumor has it—” Her stomach tightened again. She gave John Hillcroft’s rumor a mental kick to the curb. He was wrong. She knew Eddie better than he did. “—That you are looking for a partner to keep you on your toes.”

He paused. Then laughed. “Should I be ordering new stationery?”

She grinned. “How does Lange & Bent sound to you?”

“Not as good as Bent & Lange.” He laughed again, lapsing into his smoker’s hack.

“Seriously. Do you have enough work for two until I can get my feet under me?”

“I’m overrun right now, Kate. I could definitely use another body. The chair is yours. But I’m a little surprised you want to do this. I had the impression from Hillcroft that prosecutions was more your thing.”

“It was. It is. But there are no jobs. And I need to get some experience in criminal law. As you have told me many times, it’s a totally different beast from civil law.”

“That it is.” He paused. “Seriously, Kate, do you really want to leave McGrath Woods? I thought things were going well for you. And Randall’s back now.”

She exhaled. “Actually, things weren’t going well. Nina Woods dropped a bombshell on me just before I left. I am tired of my career being dictated by the whims of the partners. And I don’t want to work in a firm where I feel like one mistake will throw me to the lions. Again.”

“Randall will have your back.”

“The point is that I don’t want to work for a firm that treated him the way they treated him.”

“Point taken. But have you thought about who your clientele will be if you work with me? They aren’t what you are used to dealing with at McGrath Woods.”

“Eddie, I’ve been to Provincial Court before.”