“Mindful of the quality expected of Cherry Adair and Mariah Stewart, Christy Reece’s first novel is a terrific romantic suspense thriller.”—Harriet Klausner,  Merry Genre Go Round Reviews  A covert operative of Last Chance Rescue (LCR) Enterprises, Eden St. Claire has made secrets her life’s work. Seven years ago, an evening of emotional vulnerability and pure pleasure almost destroyed her. Now Eden wears her beauty like a mask, concealing any hint of vulnerability or the demons of her past. A daring rescue of an innocent girl on a Greek island leads Eden to a new partner. Jordan Montgomery has been looking for Eden–though he knows her by another name, from another time. But his search for her is overshadowed by a case that’s gone international. A powerful, ruthless, organized network is stealing women and children around the world. And a lover, a traitor, and a killer all wait for Eden’s next move. “A sizzling new suspense trilogy bursts onto the scene as Reece invites readers to join the adventures of Last Chance Rescue Enterprises. . . . Plenty of danger and intrigue make this a promising series launch!”— Romantic Times Magazine  “ Rescue Me  is an exciting magnetic story. . . . Oh, yes!”— Fresh Fiction  “A sizzling new suspense trilogy bursts onto the scene as Reece invites readers to join the adventures of Last Chance Rescue Enterprises. The hero and heroine of this tale have quite the backstory, although the hero is unaware of their connection. These protagonists are awash in anger, bitterness and guilt, but that won’t stop them from saving those in need. Plenty of danger and intrigue make this a promising series launch!” — Romantic Times Magazine “Mindful of the quality expected of Cherry Adair and Mariah Stewart, Christy Reece’s first novel is a terrific romantic suspense thriller.” —Harriet Klausner, Merry Genre Go Round Reviews “Compelling start to an awesome romantic suspense series featuring Last Chance Rescue operatives. Rescue Me is an exciting magnetic story. Christy Reece introduces us to compelling characters who pull us into the weave of soul-jerking pain, love of life and the desire to fight for others. Rescue Me is the first of a trilogy that will have you running your fingers over book spines while your heart strums until you find Reece’s books and hurriedly snatch them from the shelf. Oh, yes!” — Fresh Fiction New York Times bestselling author Christy Reece lives in Alabama with her husband and a menagerie of pets. Rescue Me is the first novel in her award winning Last Chance Rescue series. Prologue Chin in hand, Devon Winters crumbled the last of her blueberry muffin with her fingers. Sunshine flooded the area around the sparkling blue pool where Louisa set up breakfast every morning at six- thirty, as long as weather permitted. And somehow, except for a few months of winter, weather almost always permitted. Devon figured her mother controlled Washington, D.C., weather just as she controlled everything else in her life. The skies dare not rain on Alise Stevens’s parade, or breakfast.  The one time Louisa defied her mother’s edict, thinking it might rain, and had set up breakfast in the morning room, was a day Devon preferred not to think about. Having learned a painful lesson years ago, Devon worked hard not to put her mother into that kind of frenzied fury. Unfortunately, Louisa discovered the hard way, too, but at least she hadn’t suffered the same punishment. Being screamed at was preferable to being locked in a dark closet.  “Devon, must you slump like a Neanderthal? By the time you graduate, you’ll be humpbacked.”  Without a glance at her mother, Devon automatically sat up straighter.  “Henry, don’t forget, dinner tomorrow night at the Tollivers’. Though I’d much rather not go. That embarrassing incident with their daughter makes it so awkward. But the Tollivers are one of the oldest families in D.C. society. It could be damaging if we don’t make an appearance.”  Henry Stevens bent his morning paper ever so slightly, and his thin face peered over the edge. “The incident you refer to was tragic, not embarrassing. Their daughter died of a drug overdose.”  Doing what she’d done for as long as Devon could remember, Alise ignored her husband’s comment. “Also, the fund- raising event for Senator Mallard is set for a week from Tuesday. I’ve told Louisa three times to make sure your new tuxedo is cleaned. I do hope she can remember. It seems the older she gets, the more forgetful she is. Perhaps we should consider getting new help.”  This time the paper came all the way down. Her stepfather rarely lost his temper, but Devon could tell an event was brewing. She held her breath.  “Louisa has been with me for years. Do not even think about letting her go. Do you understand?”  Alise waved a thin, elegant hand, not one bit intimidated by her husband’s anger. “Really, Henry. You act as though I meant to kill her. I simply believe that–” Henry turned his ga