AMBUSH
BEFORE SUNRISE by B.J. Daniels (on-sale May 19, 2020):Wrangler Angus Savage has
come to Wyoming to help Jinx McCallahan get her cattle to high country¬. He’s
signed on for the dangerous drive, eager to reconnect with the woman he knew
when they were kids. Now in the wilderness the no-nonsense cowboy and the
strong-willed rancher must navigate the trail’s many hazards—like her
treacherous ex who wants her back…or dead.
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Excerpt,
AMBUSH BEFORE SUNRISE by B.J. Daniels (Intrigue)
JINX
WATCHED ANGUS GO. She still hadn’t figured out why he seemed so familiar. Nor
had he said anything. She sighed and rose to take her dishes back to Max.
“I
can take those for you,” Brick said, shooting to his feet.
She
smiled but shook her head. “Stay here by the fire with Ella.” She was glad when
he sat back down. She needed to be alone. Brick was sweet and a good wrangler.
He amused her with his blatant attempts to charm her, but he was wasting his
time. While he resembled his brother, they didn’t seem to be anything alike.
Angus was a mystery to her.
The
more she was around him, the more she felt a strange sense that they’d been
here before. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she knew this man, as in
another life. It was crazy. Sometimes she’d find herself studying his face as
if a memory was so close she could almost touch it.
“He’s
handsome, isn’t he?” Max asked, startling her. She hadn’t realized that she’d
reached the chuck-wagon. Her mind had been miles away.
“Pardon?”
she asked, turning to face him as she conjured up her most innocent face.
Max
laughed. “You were staring at Angus Savage—and not for the first time, I might
add.”
“I
don’t know what you’re talking about. I was…thinking.”
“Thinking?
I can just imagine.” He turned back to his cooking.
She
didn’t want to know what he’d imagined. Nor did she want to continue this
conversation. Still, she asked, “Have you ever run across someone you felt as
if you knew in another life?”
He
chuckled. “That your story?”
“I’m
serious.”
Max
turned to look at her. “I can see that. I suppose it’s possible the two of you
met before. Your mother and his were good friends.” The cook frowned. “I think
she took you with her up to Cardwell Ranch once years ago.” So that could have
been it, she thought. “You don’t remember?”
She
shook her head and yet as he said it, she had an image come to mind of
mountains shooting up from a green river bottom and a large red barn set
against a wall of rock and pine trees. A memory teased at her. “How old would I
have been?”
“Eight
or nine,” he said as he turned back to his cleaning up. “You didn’t stay long,
just overnight, I think. That’s probably why you don’t remember.”
But she did remember a
little. Now it really nagged at her. It wasn’t just that she’d seen him before.
She couldn’t shake the feeling that something had happened during that visit;
she was sure of it.
She
turned to look at Angus again. He’d rejoined his brother and cousin on a log by
the fire. His face shone in the campfire light. Max was right about one thing;
the cowboy was handsome as sin. Had he remembered her? He would have been a
little older than she was by a couple of years at least.
“Why
don’t you just ask him?” Max said with a laugh. “Otherwise, it’s going to drive
you crazy.”
He
was right about that, as well, but what if Angus didn’t remember her? She’d
feel foolish. Then again, what if he did? What if he was just waiting for her
to say something?
“While
you’re making up your mind, why don’t you hand me your dishes?” Max said with a
shake of his head as he took them from her.
Leaving
camp, she checked the cattle, glad that Brick and Royce had volunteered to take
the first shift. She didn’t expect trouble. Not tonight. T.D. was angry and
vengeful, but he never planned ahead. Heknew she was taking the herd up into
the high country for summer grazing today. Maybe he would even wait until she
returned to continue threatening her, rather than try to catch them. His
laziness might pay off for her.
But unfortunately, she
also knew that her being up here in the mountains put her at a disadvantage.
T.D. wasn’t stupid. He would realize how vulnerable she was up here. Anything
could happen in the mountains on a cattle drive. People got injured. Others
died. And T.D. was desperate to get his hands on her ranch. He would come after
her.
In
the distance she heard a coyote howl. Another answered, then another. She was
more worried about wolves and bears, than coyotes. But she could only protect
her herd so much. It was the nature of the business.
The
camp was quiet as she walked back toward the fire. From out of the dark
shadows, she spotted a lone figure still illuminated in the flames. Ella gave
her a nod as she pulled up the log next to her again. The heat of the blaze
felt good this high in the mountains since it was only early June.
Jinx
could feel the long day in the saddle in her muscles. She yearned for sleep,
but it had been hard to come by for some time now. It wasn’t just T.D. who
haunted her dreams.
About B.J. Daniels:
New York Times and USAToday bestselling author B.J. Daniels lives in Montana with her husband, Parker, and three springer spaniels. When not writing, she quilts, boats and plays tennis. Contact her at www.bjdaniels.com or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/pages/BJ-Daniels/127936587217837 or on twitter at bjdanielsauthor.
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