Deadly Safari. Lisa Harris
BODYGUARD UNDER COVER
Texas Ranger Alex Markham lands an unusual assignment—protecting an ambassador’s daughter on the African savanna. No one—not even wildlife filmmaker Meghan Jordan herself—can know his true identity. The stubborn but beautiful Meghan is nothing like the bookish woman he expected…and neither is his unguarded reaction to her. For the cowboy-turned-cop, the routine babysitting assignment turns into a lifesaving mission when poachers target the unsuspecting beauty. But when Meghan learns the truth of Alex’s identity, can she forgive him before their chances for a future are destroyed forever?
“I don’t understand.”
Meghan pushed Replay to watch the video again, but seeing it the second time didn’t alleviate the horror she felt. Two people ripped through her cabana, digging through her desk, her closet….
“They took this video of themselves trashing your room,” Alex said. “They were here. This video doesn’t show enough to be able to identify them, but they were here last night.”
Which meant she had to question all the other things that had happened over the past couple of weeks. Had they really been nothing more than coincidences? She shook her head. None of this made any sense.
“Why would someone do this?” she asked.
“They sent the video to your father, to prove to him that they could get to him.”
Her mouth suddenly felt dry as cotton. “How do you know my father?”
Meghan looked at her Texas cowboy and rubbed her temples as a thousand questions swam through her head. One begged to be asked. “Who are you?”
LISA HARRIS
is a Christy Award finalist and the winner of the Best Inspirational Suspense Novel for 2011 from RT Book Reviews. She has more than twenty novels and novella collections in print. She and her family have spent over ten years living as missionaries in Africa, where she has homeschooled, led a women’s group and runs a nonprofit organization that works alongside their church-planting ministry. The ECHO Project works in southern Africa promoting Education, Compassion, Health and Opportunity, and is a way for her to “speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves…the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice.” (Proverbs 31: 8–9).
When she’s not working she loves hanging out with her family, cooking different ethnic dishes, photography and heading into the African bush on safari. For more information about her books and life in Africa visit her website, at www.lisaharriswrites.com, or her blog, at www.myblogintheheartofafrica.blogspot.com. For more information about The ECHO Project, please visit www.theechoproject.org.
Deadly Safari
Lisa Harris
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The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display his craftsmanship. Day after day they continue to speak; night after night they make him known. They speak without a sound or word; their voice is never heard. Yet their message has gone throughout the earth, and their words to all the world.
—Psalms 19:1–4
Dedicated to all the sweet children I’ve met, like Nathi, who’ve changed my life forever.
Contents
ONE
Meghan Jordan lay on her stomach against the thick African grass, steadying the video camera between both hands. This morning, Kibibi, with her sandy-brown coat, had ventured briefly from her den only to disappear again. With her four lion cubs already over a month old, it wouldn’t be much longer until she introduced them to the pride. All they had to do now was wait.
Her second camera operator and editor, Kate, handed her a bottle of water from the Jeep’s cooler before crouching back down beside her. “What do you think?”
Meghan mulled over the question. “I think that creating a documentary is far less glamorous than I once thought.”
“Yeah, well, I figured that one out after the first week.”
Meghan smiled as she unscrewed the top of the water bottle, her eyes still on the entrance of the den where Kibibi had moved