Anonymous Series

Tiffany Morrow

College student

Rescued trafficking victim, although she escapes her rescuers

Dealing with trauma, paranoia, and other issues

Sneak peek

Tiffany closed her eyes against the onslaught of thoughts swirling like a tornado in her brain as her hands slid over a strand of hair. The feel of it grounded her, even though she recognized that the gesture she couldn’t seem to stop meant she wasn’t as well as she was before.

Steve Elway

TA in computer science at the University of Denver

Tiffany Morrow’s tutor before her kidnapping

She now wants him to help her prove that someone is embezzling money from her family’s corporation

Sneak Peek

A slap on Steve's shoulder had him turning to find Prof. Thomson, a professor in the computer department. "What's this? Steve Elway is actually dressed for the weather?"

Will Yarnel

Australian ex-military

Works as a private investigator to find missing persons and trafficking victims

Based in Brazil

Current assignment: Taking trafficking victim Tiffany Morrow home to Denver CO

Can’t help a growing attraction to Dani Harper, despite her engagement ring

Sneak peek

Rod yawned again and pushed back from the table. "Sorry guys, but I'm done. I'm heading back to the hotel."

All the men jumped out to assess the situation, shining their headlamps at the ruined tire. “That’s a goner,” pronounced Will.

“It sure is,” Rod agreed.

Logan sighed. “Get the spare. I’ll get the jack.”

Will got to his feet, but before he could help her up, Logan put out a hand. She took it and slowly stood. He moved her forward, his hand on her elbow, but her wobbly gait had him throwing an arm around her, making her stand still for a moment. She closed her eyes and leaned into him, and he felt guilty for rushing her. Guilty for other sensations that fluttered through him as well. He tried to remember all the unflattering things he’d read about the Diamond Diva, but it would take a bucket of ice water to douse his body’s reaction to her. “Maybe you should lie down.

The next safehouse turned out to be more rustic than the first, and it was obvious the jungle had tried to reclaim it. Rita took one look at all the spiderwebs, and ran back out. She was not spending the night with big ass rainforest spiders. While they cleaned the place out, they put her to work knocking down webs in what looked like some kind of outdoor shower stall. A very long stick got the job done, and she only screamed twice.