An undercover FBI agent and a coffee shop owner who values her independence must team up when a local barista is found dead in their coastal Texas town in this new romantic thriller from New York Times bestselling author Laura Griffin.   With two brothers on the police force, Leyla Breda is well aware of the rising crime in her small beach town, but she never expected it to show up on her doorstep. When Leyla finds one of her employees murdered in the alley behind her coffee shop, she’s deeply shaken, and as a new law enforcement officer in town begins to circle her place of business, her instincts only sharpen. Sean Moran is on an undercover mission: The seaside community of Lost Beach may look like a picturesque postcard, but his team suspects it’s a point of intersection for several crime syndicates that the FBI has been investigating for years. Even so, when the brash and beautiful Leyla Breda starts bossing him around, he's immediately intrigued. He knows her brothers want him to back off, but every time he sees her, he feels more of a spark. Leyla’s connections in the local community and Sean’s skills allow them to go deeper into the case together than they would be able to go alone. But when a single crime spirals into something much darker, Sean’s carefully planned mission takes a deadly turn. “Wow! Laura Griffin is quite simply one of the best romantic thriller writers out there.”-- New York Times bestselling author Karen Robards “This page-turning romantic thriller hooked me on page one and held me to the end.  A must read.”-- New York Times bestselling author Mary Burton on Vanishing Hour "Yet another winner for Laura Griffin. Vanishing Hour has everything I love in a book--a gripping mystery, sizzling chemistry, plenty of action--and a dog!"-- Melinda Leigh, #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author “Cold cases, romance, and several search-and-rescue missions combine in a riveting novel for fans of Paula Munier, Margaret Mizushima, and Jeffrey B. Burton.”— Library Journal on Vanishing Hour (starred review) "I love smart, sophisticated, fast-moving romantic thrillers and Laura Griffin writes them brilliantly.  Last Seen Alone is a terrific example of her signature style: intriguing characters, sharp dialogue and a tight, well-researched plot."-- New York Times bestselling author Jayne Ann Krentz “A pulse-pounding romantic thriller… off-the-charts chemistry… Griffin skillfully juggles suspense and romance right up until the adrenaline-fueled final page.”-- Publishers Weekly "Gritty, imaginative, sexy! You must read Laura Griffin."-- New York Times bestselling author Cindy Gerard "Top-notch romantic suspense! Fast pace, tight plotting, terrific mystery, sharp dialogue, fabulous characters."-- New York Times bestselling author Allison Brennan "A gripping, white-knuckle read. You won't be able to put it down."-- New York Times bestselling author Brenda Novak "An emotional, exciting page-turner. Griffin deftly balances the mystery and the love story."-- The Washington Post “Griffin gracefully weaves characters readers have come to know into each succeeding book.”-- Criminal Element Laura Griffin is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than twenty-five books and novellas. She is a two-time RITA Award winner, as well as the recipient of the Daphne du Maurier Award. Chapter One A cell phone went off during the vows. Leyla Breda kept her attention on the bride and groom, trying not to react as her aunt leaned forward and glared down the pew. Two seats over, Leyla's cousin rooted around at her feet and looked dismayed as she picked up a stylish silver clutch. Leyla's stylish silver clutch. Her heart skipped a beat as the phone chimed again. Leyla grabbed the purse and quickly silenced the ringtone-but not before noticing the number on the screen. Which could only mean one thing. Leyla stood up and quietly slipped out of the pew. Reaching the door to the chapel, she darted a glance toward her brother, who was so enamored with his beautiful bride that he didn't notice the disruption. Yeah, right. Her brother noticed everything. Joel was a police detective. But he had wisely chosen to gaze into Miranda's eyes and not destroy the moment. Leyla hurried into the foyer, trying to imagine what level of catastrophe would prompt her assistant to call her right now. She opened the chapel's outer door and stepped into the late-day sun. "What's wrong?" Leyla asked Siena, the second-in-command at her fledgling catering business. "They haven't started yet, have they?" "They started at six." Siena gasped. "I thought six thirty!" "It's okay, I stepped out. What's wrong?" "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-" "Siena, what's wrong?" "It's the cake." Her heart skipped another beat as she envisioned the glorious four-tier tower of buttercream smashed to the ground. "What about it?" Leyla asked. "Well . . . I can't f