She wore a black stetson, dirty denims and had a hunter's eye for revenge. Victoria Lansford vowed to bring frontier justice to the murderous gang who savaged her family and left her to die. So she chopped off her lovely raven hair, perfected her gunslinger's aim, and stepped into the cowboy clothing that suited her tall slender frame. Suddenly she was Vic Langley, bounty hunter, deadly, focused, aloof. Until Noah Killian entered the picture to ride shotgun at her side...
He was a disgraced ex-army officer hunting the man they both pledged to kill. But even though they rode side by side, Torey couldn't tell Noah the truth. How long could she keep her desperate secret from Noah, the one man who could see into her wounded soul and teach her to love again...
He was a disgraced ex-army officer hunting the man they both pledged to kill. But even though they rode side by side, Torey couldn't tell Noah the truth. How long could she keep her desperate secret from Noah, the one man who could see into her wounded soul and teach her to love again...
