High Stakes

I always knew most of the men at my wedding would be armed. That’s just the way things are in my family.

But I never expected bullets to fly.

And I certainly never expected the man I love to team up with the man I’m supposed to marry in order to save me.

Now we’re fleeing London and seeking refuge in Las Vegas–my safe haven–and the stakes have never been higher.

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