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Into the Storm [Troubleshooters Series] [Secure eReader (recommended)/Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader]
eBook by Suzanne Brockmann
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eBook Category: Mainstream/Romance
eBook Description:   Bestselling author Suzanne Brockmann blends high adventure, harrowing drama, and heart-racing passion into thrilling novels of suspense. Whether tackling danger or wrestling with desire, her elite heroes and heroines never fail to give their all, in stories that soar above and beyond expectations. Now, in her electrifying new novel, Brockmann takes us Into the Storm. In a remote, frozen corner of New Hampshire, a Navy SEAL team and the elite security experts of Troubleshooters, Incorporated are going head-to-head as fierce but friendly rivals in a raid-and-rescue training exercise. Despite the frigid winter temperatures, tension smolders between veteran SEAL Petty Officer Mark "Jenk" Jenkins and former cop turned Troubleshooter Lindsey Fontaine after an impulsive night goes awry. And then, suddenly, Tracy Shapiro, the Troubleshooters’ new receptionist, vanishes while playing the role of hostage during a mock rescue operation. Teaming up with the FBI to launch a manhunt in the treacherous wilderness, Jenk and Lindsey must put aside their feelings as a record snowstorm approaches, dramatically reducing any hope of finding Tracy alive. The trail is colder than the biting New England climate until a lucky break leads to a horrifying discovery--a brutally murdered young woman wearing the jacket Tracy wore when she disappeared. Suddenly there is a chilling certainty that Tracy has fallen prey to a serial killer--one who knows the backwoods terrain and who doesn’t play by the rules of engagement. In a race against time, a raging blizzard, and a cunning opponent, Jenk and Lindsey are put to the ultimate test. Rising everything, they must finally come together in a desperate attempt to save Tracy--and each other.
eBook Publisher: Random House, Inc./Random House Publishing Group
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2006
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Available eBook Formats [Secure eReader (recommended)/Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader - What's this?]: SECURE MOBIPOCKET FORMAT [404 KB], SECURE MICROSOFT READER FORMAT [539 KB] - Requires Microsoft Reader 2.1.1 for PCs, or Microsoft Reader 2.2.2 on Pocket PC 2002 handheld devices. Some older Pocket PCs can be upgraded. Learn More., SECURE EREADER (RECOMMENDED) FORMAT [393 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [831 KB]
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Microsoft Reader ISBN: 9780345495280
Adobe Reader ISBN: 9780345495280
Mobipocket Reader ISBN: 9780345495280
eReader ISBN: 9785551550136
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"[An] adrenaline-rich tale of suspense . . . With its realistically complex and conflicted characters, intense sexual tension, and edgy humor, this is Suzanne Brockmann at her best." -- Booklist
"An action-packed breathtaking thriller." -- Romantic Times (Top Pick!) "[A] fast-paced thriller . . . edgy, exceptional . . . brava!" -- Library Journal (starred review) "[An] intense thriller . . . an emotional banquet served with lots of taut adventure." -- Romantic Times "Sizzling with military intrigue and sexual tension, with characters so vivid they leap right off the page, Gone Too Far is a bold, brassy read with a momentum that just doesn’t quit." -- Tess Gerritsen "She skillfully builds suspense. . . . With its complicated, complex characters and a sexy romance seasoned with humor and danger, Brockmann’s [novel] is absolutely irresistible." -- Booklist (boxed and starred review) "Brockmann consistently turns out first-rate novels that tug on the reader’s heartstrings, and her latest is no exception." -- Publishers Weekly "A taut, edgy thriller." -- Linda Howard
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ONE TWO MONTHS LATER
SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA
FRIDAY, DECEMBER 2, 2005 Lindsey Fontaine knocked on her boss's door. It was ajar, so she pushed it open, peeking in. "You wanted to see me, sir," she started, but then realized there was someone in a Navy uniform sitting across from his desk. "Oh, I'm sorry." "No, come on in, Linds." Her boss, Tom Paoletti, waved her into the room. "You've met Mark Jenkins, haven't you?" "Not officially," Lindsey told him. She'd seen Jenkins earlier this morning. Hanging out at the new receptionist's desk. Reading rank wasn't one of her strengths, but Tom was a former Navy SEAL. His company, Troubleshooters Incorporated, did a great deal of business with the government, including the military. Which meant lots of uniforms walked through their door. The very young man—Jeez, were they really taking them this fresh out of diapers these days?—pushing himself to his feet while favoring his left side was a petty officer, first class. And oh, yes, he was definitely first-class—in more ways than one. Extra cute, with muscles. But wait. His rank meant he'd been in the Navy for a number of years, because petty officers started at third class and worked their way up to first. And that meant he couldn't be as young as he looked. Shame on her for making assumptions. She should've known better—as someone who still got carded. At the movies. When she went to see an R-rated film. Lindsey knew firsthand what a pain in the butt it was to look far younger than her years. "Nice to meet you, Lindsey," Jenkins said as he shook her hand. Good grip. Solid eye contact. Pretty, pretty hazel eyes. Great smile. Cute freckles. And not too tall, either. She liked him already. Except for the fact that he was clearly infatuated with Tracy Shapiro, Troubleshooters Incorporated's remarkably inept new receptionist. Of course, most men seemed to turn into idiots around women who looked like Tracy, the brainless hairdo. Not that Lindsey had exchanged more than a casual greeting with Tracy, who'd started working there just a few days ago. But there was no doubt about it, Tracy had set Lindsey's Brainless Hair-Do-o-meter clacking right away. It might've had something to do with Tracy bumming five bucks for lunch off of Alyssa—after flat-out flirting with Alyssa's husband, Sam. But okay, to be fair, it wasn't the flirting-with-Sam part that was a problem. Alyssa had to be good and used to that. The Real Hair-Do Action came from Tracy lamenting her lack of money for lunch, accepting a fiver from Alyssa with only the vaguest of promises to pay it back, and then, without taking a breath, launching into an explanation of how she'd seen the shoes she was wearing on sale, and she just had to buy them, and could they believe she'd actually gotten them for only three hundred dollars? When Lindsey came to work, she wore sneakers or clunky-heeled boots, bought on sale for $29.95, so…No. She could not believe that any pair of shoes, even those made by mermaids off the coast of Sicily, could be worth three hundred dollars. "Jenk found Tracy for us," Tom Paoletti told Lindsey now. "They were friends back in high school." "Ah," she said. They were friends back in high school was guy code for Jenk had always wanted to jump her bones. Apparently, he hadn't given up trying. He no doubt thought helping her get a job might work. "That explains it." Oops, she probably shouldn't have said that aloud. "I mean, I'm sure she's just feeling her way, first days and all," Lindsey added, putting on what she hoped would be perceived as an optimistic expression. "I mean, we've all had 'em, right? First days. Kind of scary. Kind of overwhelming…" Copyright © 2006 by Suzanne Brockmann.
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