Dana R. Lynn - Hidden in Amish Country

Can she unlock her memories...so she can stay alive?
Find out in this Amish Country Justice page-turner

Theres a bulls-eye on her back, and Englischer Sadie Standings cant remember why...but shes sure she can trust Amish widower Ben Mast. With the single dads help, shell hide in Amish country while trying to figure out why someone is after her. Because unless she uncovers the secrets of her past, both their lives will be forfeit.

I cant stay here.

Ben glanced to see that Sadie had moved to his side. You want to leave?

I have to, Ben. I think that my memories are starting to come back to me. And I am desperate to keep trying to find Kurt. If the police hide me away somewhere, my hands are tied. Id be alone and helpless, with no way to find the truth.

Then we will keep moving toward where my family is.

You still want to go with me? What if I bring danger to your family?

Sadie, I was honest when I said I think my old district is the safest place for you. We must trust in Gott . He will protect us.

However, Ben couldnt quite shake the worry that Mason Green was still out there. Nor could he forget the flashbacks that Sadie was experiencing.

What if the amnesia she was afflicted with hid a dark secret? One that could hurt her as much as Mason Green could?

How was he to protect her and his family from a danger that she couldnt remember?

Dana R. Lynn grew up in Illinois. She met her husband at a wedding and told her parents shed met the man she was going to marry. Nineteen months later, they were married. Today, they live in rural northwestern Pennsylvania with enough animals to start a petting zoo. In addition to writing, she works as a teacher for the deaf and hard of hearing and works in several ministries in her church.

Books by Dana R. Lynn

Love Inspired Suspense

Amish Country Justice

Plain Target

Plain Retribution

Amish Christmas Abduction

Amish Country Ambush

Amish Christmas Emergency

Guarding the Amish Midwife

Hidden in Amish Country

Amish Witness Protection

Amish Haven

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Hidden in Amish Country

Dana R. Lynn

Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.

Isaiah 41:10

To my husband, Brad. Even after so many years, you are still my best friend and the love of my life.

Contents

S omeone was watching her.

Sadie Standings whipped her head around so fast that her light brown hair swung across her face, blocking her vision. Shoving her fingers through her hair to push it out of the way, she searched the area behind her. The parking lot at the local shopping mall was busy, filled with people who had stopped on their way home from work, but none of the other shoppers appeared to be looking in her direction. Seeing no one suspicious, she scrunched her eyes into a squint, desperately trying to catch sight of whoever was watching her. Still, she saw nothing.

She should have been comforted.

She wasnt. Unease still pricked at her.

Despite all evidence to the contrary, she knew that she was under surveillance. In fact, she had known since the day before when she had spotted the man with the cold blue eyes watching her as she left the post office. He was so familiar. When she had seen him, she had a flash of what she thought may have been a memory, but it had made no sense. In her mind, she could hear a cold voice calling to her, shouting, but couldnt make out the words. Was it a threat? A warning? Although she couldnt understand the words, the tone was harsh.

Although it seemed improbable, she knew that she had seen him somewhere before and instinctively cringed. A chill had run through her when his posture stiffened at her reaction. Had she offended him? She didnt think so. Since then, shed had the sensation of hard eyes boring into her. It was like walking around with a target on her back, like the one her brother used when sighting in his rifle before hunting season.

The spot between her shoulder blades tingled again, like a spider skittering across her skin. He was there. Somewhere he was out there, watching her. Briefly, the idea of going to the police crossed her mind, but she quickly vetoed it. What would she tell them? That she believed someone shed bumped into was following her, but she hadnt actually seen him following her? Oh, and she thought she might have met him before, but had no real recollection of doing so. Yeah, right. Theyd think she was crazy or making the story up.

Thankfully, she was in a parking lot full of other shoppers, so there was little chance that anyone would come after her. Still, she didnt like the feeling of being out in the open. Hoisting her purse higher on her shoulder, she held the bag close to her body and pushed herself to move faster. The October wind bit into her skin as she practically ran the last few feet to her car. Her eyes teared at the cold. She didnt care what the people around her thought. Every instinct inside her was screaming at her to flee.

She held out the key fob and pressed the unlock button several times as she approached her vehicle. The lights flashed in two short bursts. Opening the drivers side door, she threw herself inside. Her elbow slammed into the steering wheel in her haste. She ignored the sharp pain that shot down her arm. She pushed the key into the ignition with fingers that shook. The first time she tried to turn the key, it was stuck and wouldnt move. Not now. Shed had trouble with the ignition jamming before. Thoughts of being stranded here while someone with malicious intent drew closer crowded into her mind. Clenching her teeth, she held her breath and turned the steering wheel to the left. When it clicked, she tried to turn the key again.

Relief flooded through her as the engine roared to life. The sooner she arrived home and was locked inside her house, the better shed feel. She was concerned that someone might try to break into her house, but she shoved that fear aside. She had good locks, and she didnt live alone in the house her family had owned for the past fifteen years. Her brother would be home shortly.

Pulling out of the parking lot, she sighed, allowing the tension that had built up inside her to drain away. She had half-expected someone to follow her, but no one did. Maybe she was being paranoid.

Suddenly her confidence that she had recognized the man dwindled. He probably just had one of those faces that looked vaguely like someone she had known. Even with the doubt, she couldnt completely shake the sensation that she had escaped from some nebulous danger.

She was being ridiculous.

She neared the intersection. Wow. She needed to pay attention to where she was going. She hadnt realized that she had driven so far already. She tapped the brake to slow as she neared the stop sign.

Her car didnt slow. Her insides quivered.

She pushed harder on the brake. In horror, she glanced down to see that her foot was all the way to the floorboard.

Her brakes werent working.

The car stopped to the left started into the intersection. She was going to wreck! Slamming the heel of her hand against the horn, she let out three sharp blasts. The driver jerked to a halt, yelling angrily as Sadie vroomed past.