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Book Description

As a storm rolls in, a team of elite Navy SEALs arrives at a remote lodge for a wilderness training exercise that becomes terrifyingly real…

Xavier Rivera planned the exercise down to the smallest detail, but he didn’t plan the arrival of archaeologist Audrey Kendrick—a woman he shared a passionate night with before betraying her in the worst way.

As the storm is unleashed on the historic lodge it becomes clear the training has been compromised. Trapped by weather, isolated by the remote wilderness, and silenced as communication with the world has been severed, unarmed SEALs face an unexpected and deadly foe.

Audrey and Xavier must set aside their distrust and desire and work together to save a team under fire and survive in a battle against the wild.

Books By Rachel Grant

Evidence: Under Fire

Before the Storm: One Hot Night (prequel)

Into the Storm

Trust Me

Evidence

Concrete Evidence

Body of Evidence

Withholding Evidence

Night Owl

Incriminating Evidence

Covert Evidence

Cold Evidence

Poison Evidence

Silent Evidence

Winter Hawk

Tainted Evidence

Broken Falcon

Fiona Carver

Dangerous Ground

Crash Site

Flashpoint

Tinderbox

Catalyst

Firestorm

Inferno

Romantic Mystery

Grave Danger

Paranormal Romance

Midnight Sun

Writing as R.S. Grant

It Girl

22.9-a

Dedication

This one is for Jenn Stark,

Amazing author and dear friend. From Golden Hearts to Twelve Shades of Midnight to the Hot Sexy Six you have been a guide and companion on this journey. With your friendship, every year is the Year of the Unicorn.

Chapter One

Olympic National Park, Washington

January

Adrenaline flooded Audrey Kendrick’s system as the SUV slid toward the edge of the road. Black ice. The invisible, treacherous patches were the reason this winding road through the Olympic foothills was closed to park visitors in winter. For long stretches of roadway, there was no shoulder, just a steep drop dotted with evergreens that clung to the slope. If she went over the edge, thick, old-growth trunks would break her fall, but the damage could still be deadly.

She turned into the skid. Tires gripped pavement, and the vehicle veered back into the center of the road, saving her from slipping off the side.

She tapped the brakes as shaking hands held the steering wheel in a white-knuckled grip. Her heart pounded at a rate that couldn’t be healthy. The SUV slowed, and she took a deep breath to calm herself. She needed to focus on the pavement ahead and not what she’d find at the end of it.

At least with the road closed to all but park employees and inholding landowners, she didn’t have to worry about other cars. She could take this calming break without fear she’d cause an accident if a vehicle careened around the curves in either direction.