Blog Review: His Brand of Justice (Longview Ridge 4) by Delores Fossen

Book description: USA TODAY bestselling author Delores Fossen does it again, with a romantic suspense book that forces a US Marshal to confront his past—and the woman who might hold all the answers… Can he help her recover her memory before they are both killed? The only person who knows who killed Marshal Jack Slater’s father is Caroline Moser. But the Texas profiler has no memory of the murder, her abduction…or Jack. And her witness-protection safe house has just been compromised. Now in Jack’s protective custody, Caroline must trust her ex to help her recall her past before a murderer steals their future. About the Author:  USA Today bestselling author, Delores Fossen, has sold over 70 novels with millions of copies of her books in print worldwide. She’s received the Booksellers’ Best Award, the Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award and was a finalist for the prestigious Rita ®. In addition, she’s had nearly a hundred short stories and articles published in national magazines. You can contact the author through her webpage at   Author links: ● Author website: ● Instagram:   ● Twitter: ● Facebook: ● Goodreads:   Sales links: ● B&N: ● Amazon: Google: ● Indie Bound: ● Harlequin: ● Goodreads: My Review:  I loved Settling an Old Score, book 3 in the Longview Ridge series and it was good to revisit the series for the last installment. Caroline is in a safe house and Jack has to protect her from a murderer who was persuing her in the previous book. I was eager for this book by the end of Settling an Old Score. because I was generally really concerned for Caroline and her young son as well as for Jack.  A quick story and a little rushed at the beginning. A good way to spend a few hours and definitely characters to root for.  Thanks to Delores Fossen and publisher for my ARC in exchange for an honest and voluntary review.  4 stars Excerpt “I nearly got Lucille and you killed,” she said, and Caroline cursed her own voice. It was shaking, too. Jack lifted an eyebrow. “Funny, I thought it was the shooter who nearly killed us.” “The shooter wouldn’t have been firing those bullets if it hadn’t been for me.” She expected him to give her some sugarcoated answer, but she’d obviously forgotten this was Jack. “That’s true.” With that hanging in the air, he waited a heartbeat. “And since I’d rather not have any more attempted murders, that means you’re going to have to let me help you.” “You mean I’m going to have to trust Kellan,” Caroline blurted out. She was feeling a lot less shaky now. Jack shrugged, took his hand from his pocket so he could tap the badge on his belt. “Every lawman in Texas isn’t tainted, and if you dig beneath all the anger, fear and whatever else it is you’re feeling, you’ll remember that I’m the best shot you’ve got at keeping us both alive.” He followed that too logical minilecture with a long stare. Jack was obviously waiting for her to come to the only conclusion that she had right now. “I’m not going to trust your brother,” she insisted, but left the rest of it unspoken—that she would trust Jack. Again, it was the only choice she had. He nodded as if they’d just hashed that out with a heated argument. “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.” He paused. “Want me to take a bullet for you to prove it?” Jack didn’t wink, but he might as well have, because he was obviously trying to lighten things up. Trying to bring her back down and ease some of the still raw adrenaline. It was working, sort of, since it was something he’d said to her in jest when they’d been lovers. A way of letting her know that he cared that much for her. “No,” she said, drawing out the one-word answer to emphasize it. There was a lot more emotion in her voice than she wanted as she stared at him. Thinking. Remembering. Yes, definitely remembering. That helped more than his lame attempt at cop humor. His being there helped, too, and despite everything she’d been through—or maybe because of it—Caroline wanted to step right into his arms. Those strong arms with their toned muscles. She wanted to feel the heat, and the comfort that she’d gotten there before. Jack had tugged and pulled at her in a way that no man ever had before. Or ever would again, she was forced to admit to herself.

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