Love, life…death-a few seconds can change everything.

I’m a criminal defense lawyer determined to build my own firm from the ground up.

My ex, the new prosecutor, complicates things; especially when the animosity between us infects the whole courtroom.

Then I meet Callum-my brother’s friend, a bounty hunter, and the accused in my new case.

The charge-sexual battery.

The supposed victim-a bail jumper he’s been chasing halfway across the country.

My instincts tell me he’s innocent, which I set about proving, but I didn’t expect to fall for him in the process.

Our mutual attraction becomes a tempting complication neither of us can resist.

When a body turns up, Callum and I realize a war is raging around us; and one of us is the target. With an ex-husband eager to take me down, and a woman determined to ruin Callum, we need to figure out who the perpetrator is…before time runs out.

“Christ, woman,” I grumble, barely managing to twist enough to have her solid knee land in my thigh muscle instead of where it was aimed.

But the next moment I’m jabbed in my lower ribs and I take a fast step back, letting go of her shoulder. Looking down, I see her fisted hand—keys poking out from between her fingers—coming at me again, and I quickly grab hold of her wrist. She’s clearly had some self-defense training.

“Let go!” she yells, her eyes widening when she finally looks up at me.

Fuck. I’m well aware my appearance won’t help this situation, since I haven’t trimmed my hair—both on my head and on my face—since I left on a skip a month ago.

“Name’s Callum McGregor,” I quickly inform her when she opens her mouth again, I presume to scream bloody murder. It snaps shut. I carefully let go of her wrist, holding my hands up in case she decides to swing at me again. “I’m getting some identification out of my pocket.”

I realize I have her at a disadvantage—blocked in the small alcove housing the entrance to each of our offices—so I quickly pull my driver’s license from my wallet and hand it to her.

Her relief is immediate when she scans my information and hands it back. Then she tilts her head to the side as she takes me in.

“You need a haircut.”

I’m not sure whether to laugh or be offended at the random observation of a woman I don’t even know.

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