I'll Be Home for Christmas

Her dead husnabd called...
...saying he was the culprit who'd snatched Ali Weyden's son from Santa's lap. Little Bobbie was safe. He'd be returned in time for Christmas--as soon as Ali got the bank to release the hefty insurance settlement she'd received upon her husband's falsified death.

Ali's dead husband was alive, her son was missing and her mind was reeling. She turned to the one man she could almost trust-the single dad next door, crime writer Logan Reed.

Logan's strong arms comforted, his lips reassured ...and while his razor-sharp mind pieced together the puzzle, Ali began to love again. But the stakes were raised: her deceased husband was found dead-again. And her son was still missing...