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Thunder at Dawn [Mass Market Paperback]

Jill Gregory

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Book Description

July 26 2005
TWO LONG-AGO LOVERS. ONE UNFORGETTABLE PASSION.
Prosecutor Faith Barclay has made a successful career putting bad guys behind bars. But the work is starting to get to her. Haunted by the one misstep that set a stalker free, Faith escapes to her family’s cabin in Thunder Creek, far from the big city and the recent menacing calls that have her spooked. When she arrives, she encounters another kind of danger: Zach McCallum, the sexy, wild-hearted cowboy who walked out on her ten years before.

A SECOND CHANCE IN THE TOWN WHERE IT ALL BEGAN…
Zach will never forget those hot, lazy nights in Faith’s arms he prayed would never end. Now the beautiful attorney is back in the Wyoming town where they first tasted passion, and this time Zach is determined not to let her get away. But someone else is watching over Faith, leaving threatening messages–someone who has tracked Faith all the way to Thunder Creek. And as passion and danger ignite, it’s up to Zach to protect the fiercely independent woman he never stopped loving–no matter what the risk....

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Product Details

  • Mass Market Paperback: 320 pages
  • Publisher: Dell (July 26 2005)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0440241782
  • ISBN-13: 978-0440241782
  • Product Dimensions: 2.2 x 11.4 x 17.2 cm
  • Shipping Weight: 159 g
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #1,101,110 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Jill Gregory grew up in Chicago and received her B.A. in English from the University of Illinois Champaign-Urbana. She now lives in West Bloomfield, Michigan with her husband, her daughter, and their Yorkshire terrier.

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Chapter 1

Thunder Creek, Wyoming


"Hold it right there, lady. Step away from the car. I happen to know it belongs to our sheriff--you're under arrest."

Faith Barclay straightened from placing two sacks of groceries in the backseat of the silver Explorer and smiled at the man bearing down on her on Thunder Creek's main street. Her cousin Roy Hewett wore the same shit-eating grin on his face she'd seen a hundred times when they were kids--right after he'd slipped a frog down the back of her T-shirt or challenged her and her brothers to a race through the cemetery under a full moon.

"Good to see you too, Roy--I think." She had to laugh as he scooped her into a bear hug, then swung her around in the air like she weighed no more than she had when she was ten.

"Ty told me you'd be arriving today." He set her down on her feet and bussed her cheek. "Nice he could leave Josy's car at the airport for you to use while you're here, but too bad he and Josy were headed to New York right when you finally got your butt out here for a visit. Don't worry, though, big cousin Roy is here to keep an eye on you. You need anything, you know who to call."

Faith laughed, shoving her windblown, toffee-colored curls out of her eyes and giving him a hug. She was touched by Roy's concern. And at the same time she fought down a twinge of irritation.

What had her mom and brothers been telling him . . . telling everyone? Did half the town know she was "going through a rough spell," as her father so delicately put it?

"Thanks for the thought, Roy, but I don't need a babysitter. I'm more than able to take care of myself."

"You always have been, Faith. Hell, we know that." He gently tugged one of her curls. "Still . . . you're family. And me and Corinne are here for you."

"How is Corinne? Excited about the baby?" Faith was more than happy to change the subject from herself to Roy's wife. He and Corinne had gotten married just over a year ago and now they were expecting their first child in March. Much more pleasant, she thought, to discuss babies and nurseries and small-town life than the train wreck of my own life.

"Excited?" Roy smacked himself in the forehead. "She can't talk about anything else. Names. Girl names, boy names. Do I like Cassandra, she asks me. How about Viveca? If it's a boy, Roy Jr. and we'd call him RJ--or how about Caleb? I swear, she must have that book A Million and One Baby Names down cold."

"So which ones do you like?" Faith asked.

Roy threw up his hands. "Don't you start too. How about a cup of coffee? Bessie's Diner, right now. I'm buying. Then you should come on home with me--Corinne always has plenty for dinner. Might as well have a home-cooked meal your first night here--"

"How about a rain check, Roy? I'm beat," Faith lied. She ignored the guilt snapping through her at her cousin's disappointed expression.

"I'm worn out from the flight and the drive in from Casper." She spoke rapidly, apologetically. "I just want to get out to Blue Moon Mesa and settle in."

That part, at least, was true.

"Sure, but you gotta eat--" he began, and she interrupted him with a forced grin.

"I've survived twenty-nine years without you or my brothers spoon-feeding me, Roy. I'm pretty sure I can survive a monthlong stay in Thunder Creek too."

"But--"

"Kiss Corinne for me. Tell her I'll come by and see her soon."

Without giving him a chance to argue further, Faith gave him a quick hug and stepped up into the Explorer.

"You always were a damned stubborn snip of a thing," Roy called as she put the SUV into gear and started forward.

"You bet your ass," Faith murmured to herself, waving, yet her faint smile of amusement faded as she left the sun-dappled bustling town behind and headed west toward Blue Moon Mesa.

She knew Roy and the rest of her family meant well, but their concern only made her feel all the more pathetic. Just because her job and her love life had both gone south in the past six months, and sleep was little more than a distant memory, it didn't mean she was falling apart. True, she'd forgotten to eat a few times lately, hadn't had a manicure since last Christmas, and had spent 90 percent of her time at the office the entire summer, but she was fine. Fine.

But deep inside, Faith wondered if they could be right. She was losing her equilibrium, filled with self-doubt. She badly needed this break. In the end, that's why she'd decided to chuck it all for a precious four weeks and see if a good long vacation at her family's Thunder Creek cabin would help her get her head together.

There was no better place to unwind than the Barclay cabin on Blue Moon Mesa, smack in the middle of land that had been in their family for generations. She'd been coming here a few times a year ever since she was a baby.

Usually Faith drove slowly through the grassy foothills leading to Shadow Point and eventually up to the rocky heights of Blue Moon Mesa. She liked to savor the green tall pines, the deep wild ravines, the rich open silence, letting the wild grandeur of Wyoming's open spaces soothe her the way nothing else could.

But today she was still tense from her morning in court and from the three cups of coffee she'd gulped before ditching her ringing phone and her office and the gritty streets of Philadelphia for the flight to Casper. Still in her professional uniform of black suit jacket over a gray silk blouse, knee-length black skirt, discreet gold shell earrings, and her trademark black stiletto heels, she couldn't wait to strip off the trappings of Faith Barclay, assistant district attorney, and pull on sweats. Tension still knotted her neck muscles and she drove faster, her gaze glued to the road, her foot pressing relentlessly on the accelerator as the glorious grass, scrub, aspen, and juniper trees blurred by.

Only another ten miles, she realized, shooting past Antelope Rock, and she'd be at the cabin.

The thought sent a surge of relief through her.

For too long she'd resisted the idea of taking time off, preferring to hunker down and work through her problems, diving into her caseload and blocking everything else out, the way she had after she and Kevin called off their engagement. But when the damaging courtroom events of the past few months had hit on top of her unraveling personal life, work had no longer been a refuge--it had become another huge source of stress.

What do you expect? Two major cases got screwed up on your watch.

The burden of that weighed on her slender shoulders like a set of barbells double her weight.

And she'd known she needed to take some time to figure out what she wanted to do with the rest of her so-called life.

Until recently, Faith had been the golden girl of the district attorney's office, the shining star who'd surged through the ranks of prosecuting attorneys like an ascending comet. All of the lawyers and judges and support staff of Philadelphia's Court of Common Pleas for the First Judicial District had her pegged to make deputy DA by the time she was thirty.

She had a way of leaping over obstacles, brainstorming her way out of tight corners, and shining like eighteen-karat gold in the courtroom. The best defense attorneys in the state of Pennyslvania considered her a ball-breaker, which was just fine with Faith. She prided herself on her fairness, attention to detail, and dedication to the law, on vigorous prosecutions all carried out stringently by the book.

If her adversaries couldn't keep up, so much the better.

But both the Clement and Bayman cases had hit her hard. Her staff was still reeling, the newspapers were churning out investigations into how the system failed, and Faith had spent the past three weeks being grilled by an oversight committee and personally reviewing every shred of evidence in the Clement case, every interrogation, every file, with a fine-toothed comb.

Because now she not only had a stalker out on the streets when he should have been behind bars, she also had an innocent dead man on her conscience.

And no matter how she tried to justify it, both of those horrible miscarriages of justice could be laid, unofficially, at her door.

Technically, she wasn't responsible for Jimmy Clement's death--or for that monster Hank Bayman getting probation.

But that didn't help Faith sleep at night.

"A few weeks at the cabin will get this in perspective," her father had told her when he called last night while she was packing. She hoped to hell he was right. Slowing down slightly, she tightened her grip on the steering wheel as the Explorer plunged around a curve on Badman's Road, then she sped up again as the road evened out and blue sky and black-smudged mountains rose straight ahead.

It would be impossible not to sleep at the cabin, she told herself. Impossible not to be lulled by pine-laced mountain air, the immense silence of the Wyoming night, the sky spangled with a thousand gleaming stars.

Maybe it would only take a week or two, instead of the four she'd planned, before she felt restored and ready again to face the frenzy of work awaiting her, the pressure of the high-stakes cases flowing steadily to her desk. Before she was no longer worried about Susan Bayman and her kids, and furious every moment of the day because Hank Bayman was stalking the streets again, searching for his wife and children.

Her throat closed every time she thought about what would happen if Bayman found Susan and the kids. The man was certifiable. And he was relentless.

And she was pretty certain that he was the one who'd been calling her cell phone lately and hanging up without saying a word. He believed she knew where Susan had gon...

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4.0 out of 5 stars 3rd in a 3 book series...not 2nd... March 8 2007
By ThisThatNEverything - Published on Amazon.com
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This is book 3 of 3 in the Thunder Creek series. Don't let the other reviewer fool you. Book #1 is Thunder Creek, #2 is Night Thunder & #3 is Thunder at Dawn.

I loved this series. Book #1 was my favorite but the other 2 were close to a 5 star rating. The people in this town really grow on you & it's fun seeing them throughout all 3 books. Some of the main people from the first 2 books I would've liked to see more of but other then that I have no complaints.

Jill Gregory is a wonderful author & I highly recommend this 3 book series.
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Romantic and suspenseful! Aug. 1 2005
By Janet - Published on Amazon.com
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I just finished this book by one of my favorite authors. Very, very romantic. One of the most romantic scenes I've read at the end. Very suspenseful. All the elements of a great romance/suspense story were there. I only wish Jill Gregory would write more books each year!
5.0 out of 5 stars Excellent read! Oct. 30 2012
By blesdx5 - Published on Amazon.com
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Jill Gregory does an excellent job of pulling the reader into the story & lives of the characters. Sad when it ends!
2.0 out of 5 stars Thunder at Dawn May 27 2012
By slv - Published on Amazon.com
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The book was poorly written, certainly not up to Jill Gregory's caliber of writing. I was very disappointed and will want to preview any future books before purchasing. I have read several other books written by her and found the writing to be more believable and the characters better developed.
5.0 out of 5 stars THUNDER AT DAWN Dec 5 2010
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Good book to read in an afternoon. Romance, bad guys and good guys, set in a little Wyoming town. Nice distraction

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