Once upon a time, there were three little girls. Charity. Justine. Anna. Individually, they're lethal weapons. Together? They're the force to be reckoned with at Liberty Investigations. Their bodies may be made for sin, but everything else is for kicking ass. . .

Justine

Petite. Pretty. Potentially deadly. Justine O'Neill may look like the kind of girl who's never carried anything more hardcore than a designer purse, but she's an expert in small arms and street fighting, with a rap sheet to prove it. Now Justine's been assigned to guard Nigel Carter, CEO of Baron Industries--a company with ties to a past she'd rather forget. Her mission: accompany Nigel to Peru, where Baron's new plant is proving highly unpopular. Nowhere in the brief was she instructed to react to in-flight turbulence by engaging in a hotter-than-hell kiss with her gorgeous client. . .

Nigel's hardly a Guns & Ammo kind of guy, but Justine's tough, weapons-ready persona and sultry looks have him aching to get his hands on much more than her .38. The sexual heat between them is explosive, irresistible, and very, very dangerous. Because now someone has kidnapped Nigel's daughter, and the only way to get her back is to take the fight right to the enemy's door, where any distraction could be fatal, and falling in love is the riskiest pursuit of all. . .