In her latest adventure, rookie security officer Tilly Chalmers has three new assignments to cope with - chaperoning a devious addict to a rehabilitation clinic; live-in security for a strange and isolated religious cult; and protecting a national TV host in a damaging court case. On top of all of this, she must also somehow manage her growing feelings for her boss, Heller, and decide on what to do about her love-rat ex-boyfriend’s demands to rekindle their relationship.
<b>Everything you never wanted to know about JD Nixon Real name?</b> It's . . . Oh, I see what you did there. Nearly got me! <b>Sex:</b> Yes please! (Sorry, my deepest apologies for recycling that corny old joke. I'm female.) <b>Nationality:</b> Australian. <b>Age:</b> Old enough to know better, but young enough not to care . . . Star sign: Sagittarius. <b>Height:</b> 170 cm. <b>Weight:</b> How rude of you to ask! <b>Eye colour:</b> Yes. <b>Hair colour:</b> Depends. <b>Single?</b> Only when Johnny Depp's around. <b>Family responsibilities:</b> Don't remind me . . . <b>Children:</b> Who's asking? <b>Employment:</b> Best left unanswered. <b>Education:</b> Somewhat. <b>Special interests:</b> Breathing and writing (well, that's what it feels like some days!). <b>Special talents:</b> Procrastination, wasting my life surfing the internet, singing loudly off-key in the car, complete inability to make good pastry, almost psychic ability to find something in the house when everyone else swears it is missing and/or stolen, unerring ability to immediately spot a typo in my manuscript (despite reading it 5000 times) after I've just uploaded it to Smashwords - again. I also have a special superpower - the "kiss of death". As soon as I like a new product in a supermarket, it is taken off production for lack of sales. I am The Anti-Shopper! (Haven't worked out a cool superhero outfit yet - maybe something involving paper from dockets???).