EXCERPT: “Which is worse? Drawn and quartered or shot?” he asked, a wry grin on his face. “Drawn and quartered.” A soft yet determined female voice behind Damian startled him and then a cold sweat broke out on his skin. “Hold your hands high, both of you. Stand up, then turn slowly around.” Amorica’s voice was utterly feminine, but Damian didn’t doubt the wealth of […]





