~Devastated by the tragic loss of her husband, widow Jacqueline Wallington seeks revenge against the man who betrayed him by robbing his banks and giving the money to the poor.
Deputy Gavin Ward is elated when his bullet hits its mark and takes down the well-known outlaw who just robbed his town’s bank. That is, until he gets an up-close and personal view of the elusive “Gray-eyed Bandit.” Guilt ridden over shooting a woman, Gavin tends her wounds and hides her at his cabin until he can figure out what to do about her.
Gavin soon learns that this beauty isn’t the outlaw that the posters proclaim her to be, but a sweet, troubled young woman ravaged by terrible twists of fate in her life. Gavin relates with his own demons to slay. As he finds himself falling head over heels for his patient and captive, he becomes determined to clear her name and right past wrongs...but is he fooling himself to believe Jack’s name will ever be cleared? Or will the woman he loves hang
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~~Mopping her brow, Jack inhaled a steely breath in the late afternoon heat. Even at this hour of the day, the sun offered no mercy.
Biding her time, Jack perched on a hilltop overlooking the town below, scoping out her next—and final—target. After blazing a trail of crime across Texas, Jack had finally arrived in Sun Valley, New Mexico—home to the last of his banks.
Her plan? As always, to make Bill Terrell suffer. To take from him as he’d taken from her. To torment him with the knowledge someone purposely targeted his banks. Went out of the way to cause him grief—as he’d done to so many others. The deed was nearly finished. She’d spent months hitting his banks and making him squirm while she collected retribution. Too bad she couldn’t witness his sour, pouted expression first hand.
A smile played across her lips before she pulled the bandana to cover her most distinctive feature—her face.
Would this final misdeed be enough to fulfill her burning vengeance? No. It wasn’t enough.
It would never be enough.
But knowing she’d given him hell—at least for a while—pacified her need for further revenge.
This time, she planned on keeping the money. After all, she needed funds for her new start.
Most folks wouldn’t dream of a lady committing such acts. Well, whether she was a lady or not certainly remained questionable. The answer rested somewhere in her cold, ravaged soul. Sighing, Jack pushed those dark thoughts away. No, her heart hadn’t always been this hard, and on occasion, a familiar warmth stirred in its depths, urging forth the goodness shadowed within.
Once, she’d dreamt of a home and family. A simple life. That fateful day flashed in her mind, giving her the motivation she needed to commit the crimes.