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CHAPTER ONE

THE CHALLENGE

JACK MILLER WAS HAVING a bad year Maybe even a bad life First he’d been fired for one tiny lapse in judgement Then, his fiancée had left hih He rolled his eyes Like s would have satisfied Fiona No, Fiona cas she needed in life to be happy None of which he could provide on a police salary So no, s to fix it To top his year off, his favourite relative, Aunt Millie, had up and kicked the bucket

He looked at the old house in front of him, which was now his latest problem Aunt Millie had left his were looking up And then he’d discovered that not only had Aunt Millie left hied the locks without perrowled at the door and then at the useless key in his hand

He reached for the handle again, hoping brute force would sort his problem His hand didn’tpain to the back of his head before he crumpled to his knees

As the world faded to black, he thought he saw a playboy bunny leaning over hiled tantalisingly in front of his as he began to sway

“That’s for breaking into my house, numbnuts,” she said, before she pushed him backwards

He hit the old veranda with a thud

His last thought, before the lights went out, was that she had the craziest green eyes he had ever seen

Jack lost consciousness with a smile on his face

“Wake up”

Words were nudging at the back of his head It was proving difficult to open his eyes He thought he heard footsteps

“Wake up, you stinking thief,” a woman commanded

Silence and then – what the hell? Jack shot upwards as icy cold water hit his face, only to find he couldn’t sit up He spluttered and coughed It all ca down at him

“Are you trying to kill me?” he demanded

“I’ to make sure I didn’t kill you You’ve been out for quite some time”