
FBI Hostage Rescue Team member Shane Livingstone is frustrated when an injury sidelines him during an operation to catch a sadistic killer. A killer who auctions off vicious ways to torture his victims and screens the events for money on the dark web. When a teammate dies during the op, Shaneβs devastated and vows to track down the monster responsibleβbut to do so heβll need access to specialized skills he doesnβt possess.
A bloody game of cat and mouseβ¦
As a white-hat hacker at Alex Parkerβs security firm, Yael Brooks knows how to track predators through the darkest recesses of cyberspace. She canβt say no to Shaneβs requestβ¦even though she fears her own secrets may put her at risk.
With a serial killer who makes it personalβ¦
Shane and Yael must work together as a team if they hope to stop this psychopath. As they begin to grow closer, Shane demands Yaelβs complete trust, but trust is the one thing Yael is reluctant to give. As the chase intensifies and more people die, it becomes obvious that the killer knows exactly who Yael is and plans to make both her and Shane pay the ultimate price for getting in his way.
Excerpt The parking lot was empty of people. Lauraβs car was gone from the spot where sheβd left it earlier. Yael was annoyed with her friend but she sent her a quick text to check she was okay.
It was about two miles to her new place and if it wasnβt for the memory of what sheβd witnessed last Friday night sheβd have started hiking along the dark road already. Instead, she pressed the button to call a rideshare.
The door of the bar opened and Shane Livingstone strode out. He stopped in surprise. βSomething wrong with your car?β
She laughed softly. βOnly the fact I donβt own one. Laura drove us here. Iβm calling a rideshare.β
He tipped down his chin and frowned over his straight nose. βDonβt even think about it.β He held up his key fob with his good hand. βCome on, Iβll give you a ride.β
She shook her head. βI donβt even know you.β
βAnd you know the Uber driver?β he scoffed.
She hesitated. βI get rides all the time.β
He snorted. βYou gonna Uber to work? You think the USMC guards are gonna let them past the barriers?β
She crossed her arms. βFirstly, I didnβt say I was working on baseββthough she wasββand, secondly, I didnβt say I didnβt have transportation. I said I didnβt have a car.β
βWho the hell doesnβt have a car?β Amusement tugged at his lips and she forced herself to look away. God, he was attractive. βLook, Iβm heading home and Iβm happy to give you a ride. Saves me following your driver to make sure you get home safe, and it also makes me look good to the Marines who are about to walk out this door thinking I got lucky with the hottest chick in the place.β
βHottest chick?β she sputtered, half indignation, half surprise. βWait. Was I the only female in there?β
He grinned and shook his head. βYou are a hard woman to compliment.β
βMaybe you shouldnβt lead with you look pale and I might believe you.β
βI didnβt mean you arenβt attractive.β He sounded genuinely confused.
Damn, this conversation was mortifying. She wasnβt fishing for compliments.
He hunched his shoulders as if to fight off the biting chill in the air, not surprising considering he was only wearing a t-shirt and jeans. βLook, Yael.β She jolted as he said her name. βAfter last week I donβt like the idea of you being in a vulnerable position when itβs avoidable. It would make me feel better if you let me give you a ride home. I promise I wonβt try to suck your face.β
Embarrassment burned her cheeks once again. She hadnβt meant to suggest for a moment that he would make a pass at her. This was why she preferred computers to people. She had yet to offend a PC with a socially awkward moment.
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