Elena MacFarland moves to Scotland as part of a lucrative settlement. For the third time since she's arrived, however, someone is trying to hurt her. Liam and his gang plan to raper her, and possibly worse, and out here on her remote farm, no one would find her for days.
Liam shoved Elena face first into the back seat of the Rover, slid the knife into the waistband of her jeans and with a jerky yank of the handle, he cut the denim open from waist to crotch.
A feral growl rent the night air, raising hair on the back of Elena’s neck. It was impossible to tell from which direction the growl came; it echoed throughout the yard and bounced off the walls. Everyone froze, and Liam’s grip on Elena’s hair loosened. She took advantage of his momentary distraction and kicked out with her boot, catching him in the shin.
The growl reverberated around the yard again, and then a disembodied voice said, “Leave!”
Elena tried to twist and aim a kick at Liam’s groin, but he recovered quickly and slammed her head into the Rover’s door with a resounding thunk- and the world went dark.
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