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“Trouble follows you like a shadow, Gillian. You're prone to injuries. I swear to God, if a tree decided to fall right now, it would find your head to land on." "Oh, for heaven's sake," she muttered. "I'll admit that I have had a run of bad fortune, but—" He wouldn't let her continue. "A run of bad fortune? Since I've known you, you've been beaten, stabbed and now shot with an arrow. If this keeps up, you'll be dead in another month”

Quote by Julie Garwood

Book:Ransom

Work

Ransom

This suspenseful narrative follows the story of a father who goes to extreme lengths to rescue his child from the hands of kidnappers, exploring the complexities of human emotion and ethical choices under duress. more

Author

Julie Garwood
Julie Garwood

Julie Garwood, born in 1944 in the United States, is a renowned American author. Known for her historical and romance novels, her works have won the hearts of many readers. Garwood's novels are characterized by their rich historical background and profound character development, often blending elements of love, adventure, and history. more

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