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He was going to need a lawyer—and not that blond Tyler woman Tori Tyler knew too much and there was too much bad blood between theet Nick the best lawyer in Texas

But first it was tis She would make a list of the people ed her favors and call anyone who ht be in a position to help

At the top of her list would be a certain US congressman

The waitress was still standing at the far end of the bar Stella turned on her “What are you gawking at? Get your lazy buttto have to run the place by yourself!”

Garn Prescott was driving back from Lubbock, where he’d addressed a wo hi for hi notes of “Deep in the Heart of Texas”—broke into his thoughts

With a sigh, he fu hay truck, he pushed the answer button without looking at the name of the caller

“Hello?”

“Garn, baby, it’s me”

At the sound of that smoky voice, his ured out where those big ca fro up, and so far she hadn’t made any demands or threats, but Prescott knew she’d backed hiht people and he’d be finished in politics, maybe even on his way to jail

He’d been a fool to acceptout the source But desperation had led to denial, and her generous sexual favors had sealed the deal He didn’t have any solid evidence against the wo it would involve other people and put him at risk But he’d finally forced hial way she could’ve gotten so ive it to him except to bait her trap

The anxiety washim physically sick He’d sold his soul to a very clever, very sexy devil, who had a grip on him where it hurt thehe could do

“Hi,” he muttered “What’s up?”

“We need to talk,” she said “It’s an eency Where are you?”

“On my way home, about fifteen minutes out of Lubbock”

“I can meet you halfway, at that truck