ANYTHING FOR HER CHILD After someone attempts to abduct her daughter, single mom Zoe Collier flees to a remote ranch for safety. But when the would-be kidnappers follow them to Wrangler's Corner, Zoe must figure out why somebody wants Sophia. Local vet Aaron Starke is determined to help Zoe investigate—and to keep his intriguing new neighbors safe. Zoe's used to relying on her own wits to survive. But quick-witted, caring Aaron is just the type of man she needs in her corner. And he might be her partner for keeps…if they can find the truth without losing their lives. Wrangler's Corner: Family comes first Lynette Eason is the best-selling, award-winning author of over sixty-five books with over 3,000,000 copies sold. Her novels have appeared on the USA Today, Publisher’s Weekly, CBA, ECPA, and Parable bestseller lists. She has won numerous awards including the Carol Award, the Selah, the Golden Scroll and more. Her novel, Her Stolen Past was made into a movie for the Lifetime Movie Network. Lynette teaches and speaks at writing conferences all over the country. She is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers (ACFW), Mystery Writers of America (MWA), International Thriller Writers (ITW), Advanced Writers and Speakers Association (AWSA) and Faith, Hope, and Love. She lives in Greer, SC with her husband. They have two grown children and a terribly spoiled American Eskimo pup. Lynette can be found online at www.lynetteeason.com where you can sign up for her monthly newsletter, www.facebook.com/lynette.eason and @lynetteeason on Twitter (X). Zoe Collier gripped the pitchfork and stabbed it into the bale of hay. "I'm going to grab some water bottles from the fridge, okay?" "Okay, Mom." Nine-year-old Sophia turned the water off and started wrapping the hose. "Remind me to put some in the fridge out here for later." "Put some out here for later," Sophia dutifully said. "Haha. Come on in after you finish that, and we'll make some cookies." Zoe relished her daughter's grin. One that used to f lash all the time before the kidnapping attempt a month ago. She'd been walking home from school when a car pulled up beside her. The vehicle door had flown open, and hands had reached for Sophia. Zoe had been standing on the porch watching it, horrified at the possibility that the man would manage to get her daughter into the vehicle. She'd raced toward them screaming for Sophia to run. Sophia had, and the car had squealed away. Zoe shuddered. Then the attempt to run Zoe off the road and leave her in the ditch—or worse, have her go over the side of the cliff… She shook her head. At least now they were safe until she could figure out whom to trust and ask for help. Running two hundred miles away from Knoxville, Tennessee, to this little town in the middle of nowhere had seemed like a good idea a few weeks ago. Now she wasn't sure. Oh, the people in town were friendly enough, but she and Sophia were so isolated out here. More isolated than she'd intended or understood it to be when she'd taken the job. She drew in a deep breath. But it served its purpose. "Stop it. Get the water and put your worries behind you. You have a painting to finish," Zoe told herself. She was extremely grateful she could work from anywhere. Her paintings sold well in a variety of shops all over the country, providing a good living for her and Sophia. She looked over the area. If she could live anywhere on a permanent basis, it would be somewhere like this. A rich land with horses to ride and plenty of fresh air to breathe. "Hey, Mom?" She turned back to Sophia. "Yes?" "When is Lily going to have her baby?" Lily, the pregnant heifer. "Any day now." "Is Doctor Aaron going to come check on her today?" At the mention of the hunky veterinarian, Zoe's heart turned a flip. "Yes, he'll be here soon, I imagine." "I like him." Sophia skipped back to the hose to finish wrapping it. Yeah, I do, too. She'd run into him at the local diner when he'd walked in with a service animal he had been training. Sophia had been instantly captivated by both man and beast. Zoe hadn't been far behind. When she realized he was the vet who would be checking on Lily on a daily basis, she'd ordered her heart to chill. To no avail. It still did a little happy dance every time he showed up. She walked up the porch steps and reached for the knob of the door. Only to stop and snatch her hand away. The door wasn't shut all the way. The black crack from top to bottom mocked her. She stepped back, her pulse ratcheting up several notches. She knew she'd shut the door. With the indoor cat, who liked to make her escape whenever the opportunity presented itself, Zoe was extra careful with the doors. So why was it open? Had Sophia— "Mom!" Sophia's harsh scream spun Zoe around. Her fear spiking, she froze and stumbled a full turn. A large man held Sophia by her ponytail, a gun pointed to her head. Her daughter cried out again and tried to pull away, but he he