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Heir to Murder (The Adair Affairs), by Elle James
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In this thrilling conclusion to The Adair Affairs by New York Times bestselling author Elle James, the long-lost Adair heir is finally revealed!
Thanks to a DNA test, ranch hand Noah Scott discovers he's heir to a billion-dollar fortune. Now an Adair, Noah must come to grips with his true identity and the shocking murder of his real father. Then he discovers that the one woman he thought he could trust was spying on him for his siblings, and he cuts Rachel Blackstone out of his life.
But his father's killer has never been caught… With all those close to Noah targets—including Rachel—Noah needs to set a dangerous trap…using himself as ultimate bait.
Heir to Murder (The Adair Affairs), by Elle James- Amazon Sales Rank: #227764 in eBooks
- Published on: 2015-05-01
- Released on: 2015-05-01
- Format: Kindle eBook
About the Author Raised an Air Force brat, Elle James got her work ethic from her dad, creativity from mom and inspiration from her sister. As a member of the reserves, she's traveled, managed a career, and raised three children. She and her husband even raised ostriches and emus. Ask her what it's like to go toe-to-toe with a 350-pound bird! Former manager of computer programmers, Elle is happy to write full time in NW Arkansas.
Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. "Jackson?" A soft feminine voice called out through the doorway of the sixteen-stall stable at Adair Acres. The structure sat in the middle of one hundred and eighty acres of the most beautiful land Southern California had to offer. With sprawling citrus orchards, vineyards and pastures of alfalfa and the best horseflesh money could buy, it was an oasis of grace and beauty tucked in the gently rolling hills. "Jackson?"Noah Scott didn't respond to the voice, refusing to acknowledge the name he'd been born with. He threw a blanket over the black stallion's back and returned to the tack room for a saddle."There you are." His half sister, Landry Adair, met him as he exited the tack room with a saddle in hand.Standing five feet ten inches tall, she was almost as tall as he was. With her hair pulled back in a low ponytail, she looked more like a girl than the twenty-six-year-old daughter of the deceased billionaire, Reginald Adair. She smiled at him with her bright blue eyes so much like his own. "Rachel called. She'll be here in a few minutes for her riding lesson.""Tell her I'm taking the day off." He tossed the saddle over the stallion's back with a little more force than usual.Diablo danced sideways, his ears slanting backward."She's driving all the way out here, expecting you to give her a riding lesson."Noah ran a hand along the horse's neck, murmuring soothing sounds until the animal settled and let him reach beneath him to snag the girth. "Hell, you can give her the riding lesson.""She prefers having you as her instructor, Jackson.""Noah. My name is Noah."Landry nodded. "Noah. I have to admit I have a hard time thinking of you as Jackson.""Because that's not who I am." A couple days ago, Noah had known who he was and what he wanted to do: continue his import-and-export business on the side while working with his cousins at Adair Acres, where he could be around the horses and cattle he loved.Now, he was reeling with the knowledge he wasn't who he thought he was. His real name was Jackson Adair. The long-lost son of the man who'd owned the ranch he'd been working. The man he thought of as his uncle.Jackson Adair. How would he ever get used to it?He'd spent the past thirty-seven years as Noah Scott. A man didn't change his name overnight. Hell, his entire life. He didn't bother facing Landry Adair, his half sister; instead, he focused his attention on the girth he cinched around the horse's belly. Once the girth was tight enough, he let the stirrup drop in place on the stallion he'd adopted as his favorite since coming to work at Adair Acres three months ago.Landry touched his arm. "Are you going to be okay?""I'm fine."He led Diablo out of the barn.Before he could mount, Landry spoke again. "I'm here for you, if you need someone to talk to." She smiled, hesitantly. "After all, we're related. I'm your sister.""Half sister," he corrected automatically, regretting it as soon as he noted the slight frown between her arched brows. Landry had always been nice to him and, though he had thought they were cousins, she'd been more like the little sister he'd never had growing up. Now that he knew it was true, it changed everything about their relationship.But should it?God, how could this happen to him? How could he have spent the past thirty-seven years of his life oblivious to the truth?"If it makes you feel any better, none of us knew, either. We had some suspicions but that was pretty recent," Landry said as if reading his thoughts. "Now that we do know, we're glad you're the missing Jackson we'd always heard about. We love you. I can't think of anyone I'd rather have as my oldest brother." She emphasized brother, negating his attempt to make the distinction.A knot formed in Noah's throat. Landry accepted him as part of her family. He'd yet to get a real reaction from her brothers, Carson and Whit. They might not be as thrilled to have to share their inheritance with him. Maybe he was being paranoid.Now that the truth had been revealed and the terms of Reginald's will spelled out to him, he found it incredibly hard to believe he had a share in the ranch he'd come to work for.Gathering the reins, he started to raise his foot to the stirrup, but a hand on his arm stopped him."I wish my father could have been here to know it was you all along," Landry said softly. "He only had good things to say about you. He'd have been proud to call you his son.""Well, we'll never know that now, and guessing what he might have said or felt is as empty as guessing what the weather was the day I was born." He glanced down at her hand on his arm. "If you'll excuse me, I want to check on a fence in the north pasture."Landry stepped back. "Of course. You need time to sort this all out. If you need to talk, you know where to find me."Noah swung up into the saddle, nudged his horse's flanks and rode away from the Adair barn, all his motions from rote memory.Thoughts and memories ricocheted through his mind as he gave the stallion his head. Soon they were racing across the fields, nothing but the sound of the horse's hooves and the creak of saddle leather to interrupt the chaotic feelings rattling around inside his head.He leaned forward, the wind in his hair, the breeze taking the heat out of the warm morning sun already bearing down on his back.For the hundredth time since he'd learned of the results of the DNA test, he shook his head. It couldn't be true. He wasn't one of Reginald Adair's children. The woman he knew as his mother wouldn't have hidden him as a baby from his biological father and mother. Hell, Reginald was her brother. And Ruby, Reginald's first wife, had been her sister-in-law.All his life, Emmaline Adair Scott, the woman he'd called Mother, had sheltered him, kept him secluded from other children and other families. He'd assumed she'd done it to protect him because she loved him so much. Now…holy hell, she'd been hiding him from his real family. They'd never lived in any one place for very long. His mother had him in small private schools in France, or homeschooled him to keep anyone from suspecting he wasn't her child.If not for the summer his mother had taken ill and required major surgery, she'd have kept him from the rest of the Adair family. But she couldn't care for him while she was laid up for several months. His grandparents had sent him to stay at his uncle's ranch in California.That summer, surrounded by the Adair siblings, was the first time he'd felt part of a family. Reginald Adair had been kind to him. For a few short weeks, he understood what it might have been like to have a father to look up to. A man who cared about him and wanted to teach him the things a father taught his sons.Working with and hanging around Reginald's children, whom he'd thought were his cousins, he'd finally gotten a feel for what it would be like to have siblings and be a member of a large family. Growing up as an only child, he'd always wished he had a brother to go fishing with or a sister to tease and protect.He'd envied Reginald's children, wanting what they had. Not the money or the lifestyle of the rich, but a big family, people he could count on to always be there for him.If he really was Reginald Adair's long-lost son, he had two half brothers and a half sister. The two boys and the girl, now grown, he'd come to respect and care for when he'd been there that summer so long ago.If? His thoughts churned. The DNA test had been conclusive. There was no if about it. He was Reginald's son.In this day and age, how could someone get away with stealing a child and hiding him for all those years? Everything he knew about his life had been a lie. All the times he'd asked his mother about his father, she'd lied to him. She'd told him that his father died before she'd given birth. All the while his father and his mother had been alive and well, grieving the disappearance of their son.That his fake mother was related to his father—and knew how devastated he'd been by the loss of his son—was impossible to fathom.All those years, growing up isolated in France, he could have known the joy of having brothers and sisters, sitting at a table filled with family, laughing, joking and sharing each other's lives.All the years he could have spent with his family, getting to know and love them, were lost. Now that he knew who his real father was, the man was gone. Murdered before Noah had the chance to get to know him as a father.As his horse galloped over acres and acres of grassland and rolling hills, all Noah could think was that he'd learned who his father was too late to get to spend time with the man. To get to know him.Reginald Adair was dead. Shot to death in his office almost four months ago, and the authorities still hadn't identified a suspect in the murder case.Noah would never have the opportunity to know his father.The stallion had the bit between his teeth and ran like the wind, pounding the hard-packed earth, never seeming to tire.Noah let him run until they neared one of the streams running through Adair Acres, the one with the waterfall and the large pool, surrounded by evergreen trees and rocky ledges to stretch out on.When Noah pulled back on the reins, Diablo pulled harder against him, increasing his speed instead of decreasing.It became a battle of the wills between the man and the stallion.Noah dug his feet into the stirrups and pulled back as hard as he could on the reins until the horse's bottom jaw nearly touched his chest. Not until then did he finally slow, dancing sideways, whinnying, air huffing from his nostrils in angry puffs.The big horse came to a jolting halt, reared up on his hind legs and pawed at the air."Whoa, Diablo," Noah said soothingly. He feared some of his anger and disturbed feelings had rubbed off on the horse.As the horse rose on his hind legs, Noah leaned forward, his feet in the stirrups.Diablo dropped to the ground, landing hard, jolting Noah in the saddle. Then he kicked up his hind legs, arched his back and bucked, trying to unseat the man as he dragged hard on the reins."Whoa, fella." Noah held his balance for the first eight seconds. When Diablo pulled a quick twist, however, Noah wasn't ready and was sent flying through the air to land hard on his back, knocking the wind from his lungs.Diablo reared again and took off like a crazed animal, running hell-bent for leather back to the barn.When Noah could breathe again, he pushed to his feet and dusted off his jeans. "Damned horse."Since it was a good thirty-minute hike from the barn, Noah debated starting back. One glance around at where he was and he changed his mind. The one place in the world that calmed his soul was this spot on the Adair ranch.The creek, filled with crystal-clear water, ran between the rolling hills, cutting through rocky crevices and long, flat pastures. And if he followed its path upstream, he'd find the waterfall and the naturally formed pool where he and his cousins—siblings—used to swim. With the air warming nicely, swimming was a distinct possibility, and it would delay his return to the ranch house, where he'd have to face up to his new role in the Adair family.And what that role was, he had no idea.Pushing all thoughts of his new status among Reginald Adair's offspring, he hiked upstream to the pool, kicked off his boots, pulled his shirt over his head and shucked his jeans. Without giving much thought to how cold the water might be, he dove in.As soon as he hit the surface, the cool water shocked him out of his musings and reminded him he was alive and the pool was all his to enjoy without interruption. The media wouldn't swarm him and his family wouldn't be following him around to see what he would do next like some trick pony in a sideshow.It was just him, the chill water and sound of the cicadas chirping. He swam the length of the pool and back several times until his body warmed despite the coolness of the water. The sun found its way through the trees overhanging the rocky shoreline, speckling the water and making it shine like diamonds.Noah wished he could stay out there, away from everything. Away from having to make decisions about what he was now going to do with his life. Before the DNA test, he'd been content to work on the ranch as a ranch hand and operate his import-and-export business out of the guesthouse on Adair Acres.Knowing he had a controlling interest in the property, he wondered if he would be expected to do something other than work the ranch. He had never fit in with the corporate world and he didn't want to live in a city.Hell, he had everything he'd ever wanted in life.Why did it have to cause him so much heartache and introspection? He wished he had someone to talk to, someone who wasn't a member of the Adair family. An unbiased individual he could bounce his thoughts off of without worrying whether he was encroaching on their territory or stealing their inheritance.An image of Rachel Blackstone appeared in his thoughts. The pretty socialite with wavy dark brown hair that kissed her shoulders and a slim body with all the right curves sprang to mind. He'd spent weeks teaching her how to ride, always maintaining his distance, regarding himself as her social inferior. She was a member of San Diego's social elite. A child of the privileged class. He had been the ranch hand, the poor cousin to the megarich Adairs.Rachel had never made him feel inferior. She'd always talked to him as an equal, asking questions about his life as if she really cared.For a few brief moments, he'd considered asking her out on a date. When he gave himself enough time to think it through, he realized it was ridiculous to think he could mingle in the same social sphere. He didn't attend charity balls. He'd eaten out at nice restaurants, but not as nice as the ones she'd be used to. What did he have to offer as a ranch hand, making a living teaching rich girls how to ride horses and running his small business as a sideline?Now that he was one of the Adairs, would she see him differently? He was still the same person inside even if his name had changed.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful. Great romantic suspense! By ButtonsMom2003 This is the first Harlequin Romantic Suspense book I’ve read by Elle James although I’ve read and reviewed many of her other books.Heir to Murder is the fourth and final book in the Adair Affair continuity series for Harlequin Romantic Suspense. When I found this out I almost declined to read and review the ARC I was offered by the author. Since I hadn’t read the other stories in this series I was afraid that I would be lost and feel like I missed too much by starting at the end, so to speak. I should not have worried, and I’m glad that I accepted the ARC.This book does a great job of filling you in on the information you need to know from the other books. The story of Hero Noah/Jackson and heroine Rachel is a compelling one filled with twists and turns and hot, sexy time between the H and h. Our Hero was raised Noah Scott by the women he thought was his mother. In fact, he was stolen from his parents as a child and the woman who raised him is actually his aunt. He feels deeply betrayed and is now suspicious of his half brothers and sister, wondering what their motives are for welcoming him into their family.Rachel is his half-sister’s best friend and he has been giving her riding lessons. He is beginning to have more than just friendship feelings for her and she for him. When he finds out that she is already an accomplished rider and that she has actually been spying on him for his half siblings, the feeling of additional betrayal is nearly overwhelming.The story of how they overcome this situation, and help solve the murder of his father, will keep you turning the pages and not want to put the book down. It’s a great story and one I’m glad to have read. Thanks for the ARC, Elle!The opinion expressed is my own and was not influenced by the receipt of the ARC.
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful. Couldn't put it down! By Tammy S An excellent conclusion to the Adair Affair series. Please note this can certainly be read as a stand-alone if you haven’t read the rest of the series. Noah learns his true identity and when the woman he is starting to have feelings for betrays him, he isn’t sure who he can trust. The story is fast paced and characters well written. I was hooked from beginning to end, I loved it!
3 of 3 people found the following review helpful. Elle finishes the Adair Affairs series with an Action-Packed, Exciting conclusion!!! By Janet Overstreet This is the first book I have read in the Adair Affairs series and I usually do not read series books out of order. However, it was easy to get into the story and follow along well with what has lead up to this point. I really enjoyed reading about Noah (Jackson) and Rachel. I definitely will be going back and reading the first three books in the series.
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