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Florida state prosecutor Gail Malloy may have a death wish, but she has no idea how close she is to having it fulfilled. In charge of the case against a notorious drug lord, she's become the target of everyone on the man's payroll?and corruption has permeated the highest ranks. Fortunately for Gail, a stranger is keeping watch...
Haunted by tragedy and seeking revenge, business tycoon Jason Hawke joined the Justice Hunters, a secret organization dedicated to maintaining law and ...
Florida state prosecutor Gail Malloy may have a death wish, but she has no idea how close she is to having it fulfilled. In charge of the case against a notorious drug lord, she's become the target of everyone on the man's payroll—and corruption has permeated the highest ranks. Fortunately for Gail, a stranger is keeping watch...
Haunted by tragedy and seeking revenge, business tycoon Jason Hawke joined the Justice Hunters, a secret organization dedicated to maintaining law and order. He'll do everything in his power to make sure Gail stays alive long enough to put the crime boss away for good. Even if it means keeping her with him day and night...
The Florida night air clung like a damp blanket. Despite the oppressive heat, State Attorney Gail Malloy could barely suppress a shiver as she approached the rendezvous spot. Hard to say whether her blood pumped with anticipation or fear. Probably both.
Her boss accused her of having a death wish, and for once he might be right. She preferred the polite euphemism of being a thrill seeker. However, Gail tightened her grip on the pepper spray can she carried. She'd tucked whatever identification she needed and payoff money in the pocket of her black jeans and clipped her cell phone to the belt.
She checked for traffic and crossed Olive, pausing for a moment by the light pole. Thunderous clouds lumbering overhead kept covering the moon. One block south, West Palm Beach's Thursday night bash was winding down. The live bands along Clematis Street had packed up and only canned music still blared from the nightclubs. Even the stream of pedestrians had thinned. Those citizens who lived by the day were on their way home; those who lived by the night were beginning to emerge.
Gail hoped her snitch, Jean-Pierre, would be on time. He'd picked this spot, a restaurant that catered only to the breakfast-lunch business crowds on the corner of Olive. At the first sign of trouble, Jean-Pierre could scatter down the alley while Gail ran toward the bright lights of Clematis.
If she was able to.
She hadn't told the chief state attorney about her meet. He would have placed a police detail on it, and her favorite snitch could smell a cop within a mile.
No, this was too important. Jean-Pierre had information that might finally put Tony Hernandez in jail forever. If Hernandez had personally killed Juan Montoya-Ortega's number one man in the United States, she'd have a murder one case against the drug kingpin. Not the racketeering charge that had turned into evidentiary shit and teetered on the verge of dismissal by Judge Milken. She could taste the sweet victory that could catapult her out of the ranks of faceless prosecutors and bring down a criminal enterprise.
Yes, there was a chance it was a set-up, but it was a risk she was willing to take to nail the drug lord for good. Tony Hernandez had slipped from the grasp of the law one too many times.
The psychiatrist she'd seen briefly years ago had warned that she wasn't like a cat with nine lives. Well, she still had a number of them left to test out his theory. Tonight's meeting was as important as they came. Jean-Pierre had also hinted he had information concerning the motorcycle gang responsible for the recent rash of attacks on marijuana grow houses.
She needed to know if the city was facing a gang war or if vigilantes were responsible. People meting out their own form of justice were as dangerous as those who broke the law.
Gail halted at the edge of the alley. No light from the street penetrated its inky depths. Only the homeless and criminals would be crazy enough to walk through there. Rotting garbage from the restaurant saturated the air, almost causing her to gag.
"Jean-Pierre?" she called out in a low voice.
No answer. A bead of sweat trickled down her spine. She thought the promise of a thousand dollars would have kept the junkie on time. If she loitered here too long, she could attract the attention of foot patrol officers.
The air stirred behind her. She whirled around. Was that shadow moving?
Posted May 30, 2012
Fast paced thriller that will keep you up late into the night!
The story was full of suspense and intrigue that kept me guessing up until the last page. The romance was sweet and addictive just like the characters themselves.
Gail was tough prosecutor who would do whatever it takes to get the job done. She is a strong character that many readers can look up to and doesn’t take crap from anyone, but she met her match in Jason.
Jason has a mysterious past, but he doesn’t let it stop him from doing what he believes is right. Jason and Gail are both stubborn characters and seeing their relationship grow was fun and exciting!
A thrilling new mystery with a bit of romance that mystery lovers are sure to enjoy.
Posted March 26, 2012
Gail Malloy wants to put drug-lord Hernandez in prison and he would prefer her dead who will win? When Gail finds herself in a situation in a dark alley that could be her end her guardian angel swoops in and saves her. Sexy Jason Hawkes a member of the Alliance takes on the job of protecting Gail. Together they investigate the drug-lord and everyone on his payroll, including politicians and corrupt cops. Along with the trials and tribulations they find love. If you want to read a fast-moving mystery/love story then try this one.
Thanks to Net Galley and Carina Press for allowing me to read/review this book