Ex-SEAL and LOST (Last Option Search Team) founder Gabe Spencer is use to the unusual with this job but even he is blown away when Eve Gray walks through his door. This BROKEN woman is the spitting image of the missing heiress thought to be the prey of the Lady Killer, a serial killer, on the loose.
Eve woke up in an Atlanta hospital with absolutely no memory, a blank slate. It is only her own face in the newspaper that gives her a lead to her past. She knows she must confront whatever the nightmare is that is locked in her mind. She didn't expect to find a partner in Gabe when she goes to him but when another woman who looks like her disappears she is so glad he is there.
BROKEN will definitely keep you glued to the pages. The pace is fast, the characters believable and the action unforgettable. Gabe might be skeptical about Eve and her amnesia but he takes the case and works hard to get answers, while trying hard to not fall for this woman. Eve is determined to find answers no matter what they might be. This leads to an introduction to the inhabitants of Dauphin Island in Alabama, where she is called Jessica Montgomery, including an ex-boyfriend police chief Trey Wallace and her brother Pierce Montgomery. These guys are more than willing to tell Gabe all about her "sordid" past. Through it all Gabe stands by Eve, working to get her to the real truth despite the chance that those answers just might leave him out in the cold.
BROKEN is the first of author Cynthia Eden's LOST series. With this book we get the introduction of the elite team which includes: ex-FBI agent Dean Bannon, forensic specialist Victoria Palmer, psychiatrist and profiler Sarah Jacobs and former detective Wade Monroe. All top notch people, who believe in what they are doing. If you are looking for suspense that will have you biting your nails, characters that you want to meet, or not depending on if they are good guys or bad, action and steamy romance then BROKEN is a must read.
The first novel in New York Times bestselling author
Cynthia
Eden's sizzling LOST series introduces the Last Option
Search Team, an elite unit that must protect the only
surviving victim of a serial killer.
Ex-SEAL and LOST founder Gabe Spencer is accustomed to
the
unusual in his job. But when knockout Eve Gray steps into
his office, he's rattled. For the mysterious woman is a
dead ringer for the heiress thought to be the latest prey
of
the serial killer who goes by the name Lady Killer.
When Eve awoke in an Atlanta hospital, her past was a
blank
slate. Then she recognized her own face in the newspaper
and
vowed to learn the truth. Determined to confront the
nightmares hidden in her mind, she never expects to find
a
partner in Gabe.
As Gabe and Eve work together, their explosive attraction
becomes irresistible. Gabe knows that his desire for Eve
is
growing too strong, bordering on a dangerous obsession,
but
nothing pulls him away from her. And when another Eve
lookalike disappears, Gabe vows to protect Eve at all
costs.
While Eve may have forgotten the killer in her past, it's
clear he hasn't forgotten her.
βDo you think Iβm a con artist or a victim?β
βI think youβre a woman who has been hurt.β No denying
that. βOne of my team members, Wade Monroe, is contacting
the Montgomery family. Weβll get DNA from them and find
outββ
βIf Iβm Jessica.β There was hope in the words. Enough
hope to break his heart.
Gabe nodded.
βWhen will we know?β
It would take a few days, even with the strings that he
could pull. βAs soon as possible,β he said, not wanting
to give her a specific timetable.
βThank you.β Then, just like that, she was across the
car, giving him a tight hug. βThank you.β
His arms wrapped around her, an instinctive response. She
smelled faintly of flowers, a sweet scent that teased his
nose, and her body was soft against his.
She tried to pull away, as if realizing what sheβd just
done.
For an instant he was tempted to hold her, to keep her
close.
Sheβs a client. Focus.
He let her go, but his body ached.
βI β¦ um β¦ I should get inside.β
Yes, she should. While he was still clutching tight to
his control. The control that said he shouldnβt push her.
Shouldnβt want her so much. Not when sheβd already been
hurt so badly.
Her fingers reached for the door.
βLet me,β he said, voice rumbling, and Gabe climbed from
the Jag. In seconds he was on the passenger side, opening
her door for her. She rose, and her body brushed against
his.
He stepped back. Distance. He seriously needed to put
some distance between then. But even with some fast steps
back, he could still smell that light and sexy scent that
clung to her body. And he still wanted her.
βYour shrink asked me a lot of questions about you,β Eve
told him as she stood temptingly close.
Gabe inclined his head. βIβm sureββ
βI think she wanted to know why I respond so much to
you.β
Oh, hell, sheβd just said β¦ He cleared his throat even as
part of his body surged in quick response to her. βItβs a
tense situation, youβreββ
βYou donβt look at me as if Iβm a victim.β
He stopped talking.
βI mean, you know what I am, but you still look at me and
seem to just see me β¦ as a woman.β
βOthers see you the same way.β Doc Tyler sure did.
Bastard.
βItβs different with you,β she murmured as she stepped
even closer to him. Her head had tilted back so she could
look into his eyes. βI donβt know what Iβve felt for
other men before.β
Why did the idea of others have his body knotting with
tension?
βBut I know that when I see you, I want.β A hushed
confession. βI just β¦ I needed to tell you that.β
And he needed to make his self-control a hell of a lot
stronger. Her lips were just inches from his, and he
wanted her mouth beneath his. Wanted her lips open.
Needed to taste her.
βYouβre the first man Iβve wanted since I opened my eyes
in that hospital.β
He could actually feel his control splintering. Client.
Cliβ
βYou probably donβt want me. IβI might not be your type.β
Now her gaze had fallen, as if in embarrassment. Had she
really just asked if she was his type? She was probably
every damn manβs type.
βBut you make me feel normal again, so I had to tell you
ββ
His fingers curved under her chin. βEve β¦β
Her smile was a little too big. Too bright. βI donβt
think I can handle anything else right now, Iβm β¦β She
pulled away. Stumbled onto the sidewalk. βI just wanted
to tell you how I felt,β she told him again.
Then she walked into the shelter, her steps hurried. As
if she were running.
From him.
He stared after her. She wanted him.
And she was so beyond his reach.
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