Lynette Eason

The Black Sheep's Redemption


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      Guilty until proven innocent

      Everyone in Fitzgerald Bay—except his law-enforcement family—is convinced Charles Fitzgerald murdered his children’s nanny. Condemned by public opinion, his only hope for a replacement nanny to take care of his two-year-old twins is newcomer Demi Taylor. But Demi has problems of her own…starting with amnesia. She doesn’t remember who she is, doesn’t know where she’s from—and has no idea why she always feels like someone is watching her. Is she in danger because of Charles? Or has someone sinister from her old life found her yet again?

      “I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to quit.”

      Charles’s words jerked her attention back to him as she buckled her seat belt. “Quit? Because someone’s accusing you of something for which no one has any proof? I don’t think so.”

      She jumped when his palm hit the steering wheel. “I won’t let whoever is doing this send me running with my tail tucked. I won’t.”

      Charles turned, eyes narrowed as he drilled her with the intensity of his gaze. “I didn’t kill Olivia Henry. I don’t know who did. I just know I didn’t.”

      FITZGERALD BAY:

      Law enforcement siblings fight for justice and family

      The Lawman’s Legacy—Shirlee McCoy, January 2012

      The Rookie’s Assignment—Valerie Hansen, February 2012

      The Detective’s Secret Daughter—Rachelle McCalla, March 2012

      The Widow’s Protector—Stephanie Newton, April 2012

      The Black Sheep’s Redemption—Lynette Eason, May 2012

      The Deputy’s Duty—Terri Reed, June 2012

      LYNETTE EASON

      makes her home in South Carolina with her husband and two children. Lynette has taught in many areas of education over the past ten years and is very happy to make the transition from teaching school to teaching at writers’ conferences. She is a member of RWA (Romance Writers of America), FHL (Faith, Hope, and Love) and ACFW (American Christian Fiction Writers). She is often found online and loves to talk writing with anyone who will listen. You can find her at www.facebook.com/lynetteeasonauthor or www.lynetteeason.com.

      The Black Sheep’s Redemption

      Lynette Eason

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      But we had to celebrate and be glad, because

      this brother of yours was dead and is alive again;

      he was lost and is found.

      —Luke 15:32

      To my wonderful in-laws, Bill and Diane Eason. Thank you so much for your love and support.

      I couldn’t do it without you!

      Special thanks and acknowledgment to Lynette Eason for her contribution to the Fitzgerald Bay miniseries.

      Contents

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       CHAPTER THIRTEEN

       CHAPTER FOURTEEN

       CHAPTER FIFTEEN

       CHAPTER SIXTEEN

       CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

       CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

       CHAPTER NINETEEN

       CHAPTER TWENTY

       CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

       CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

       Dear Reader

       Questions for Discussion

      ONE

      Demi Taylor jumped as something scraped against the window behind her. Her book fell to the floor. Heart thumping, she bolted from the couch and spun to look at the window. She’d had it cracked to let in the sound of the ocean crashing on the cliffs just below the house but the blinds were closed and blocked her view.

       Which was good.

       If she couldn’t see out, no one could see in. Quickly, she moved the blinds, shut the window and latched it. Heart still racing, she simply stared at it for a moment as she told herself to calm down. Absently, she shoved up her wire-rimmed glasses back on her nose.

       What would someone be doing anywhere near that window? Or was she just being silly and it was a tree branch knocking against the pane?

       After all, this was her first week on