Hidden Away (KGI Series #3)

Hidden Away (KGI Series #3)

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by Maya Banks

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Most people would take an all-expense=paid trip to the beach in a heartbeat. Garrett Kelly only accepts to keep tabs on Sarah Daniels, who's in hiding after witnessing a murder committed by her half brother-a personal enemy of KGI. But Garrett hadn't planned on falling for Sarah. When he glimpses her dark past, he feels an urgent desire to keep her safe-even as she

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Most people would take an all-expense=paid trip to the beach in a heartbeat. Garrett Kelly only accepts to keep tabs on Sarah Daniels, who's in hiding after witnessing a murder committed by her half brother-a personal enemy of KGI. But Garrett hadn't planned on falling for Sarah. When he glimpses her dark past, he feels an urgent desire to keep her safe-even as she disappears, running for her life.

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To Cindy Hwang, for her never-ending patience with this book and with me as I struggled to get it just right.


To Kim Whalen, who always goes to bat for me and tells me endlessly not to stress. I still stress, but you make it so much easier for me. Thank you.


To the MB Readers, Annmarie, Valerie, Fatin and Lillie. You guys are the best. I totally don’t deserve you.


And finally, for T.J., who shares all the ups and downs, highs and lows, and always offers me encouragement and support when I need it the most. I truly couldn’t do this without you. You’re absolutely the most integral part of my life and my career. Love you always.


THERE were any number of men who would do any job Marcus Lattimer wanted done. He’d amassed a fortune and countless connections during his lifetime, most of which were steeped in murky shades of gray. The men directly employed by Lattimer were absolute in their loyalty—he would tolerate no less—but he never allowed himself to fully trust anyone.

Some jobs ... Some jobs demanded personal satisfaction. This one was a matter of honor. Others might argue that Marcus had none. By their definition, they’d be right. But he was bound by a fierce loyal code. His honor was what mattered.

Allen Cross was an arrogant, coattail-riding asshole. The world would be a better place without his kind of filth, and Marcus was determined that the task would be completed this day.

Marcus attached the silencer and tucked the gun into the waist of his slacks. Drawing the Armani suit coat closed, he left the confines of his car and instructed his driver to wait. He walked at an unhurried pace toward the entrance of the high-rise that housed Cross Enterprises. Around him the city lights twinkled in the darkening of dusk, and headlights from passing cars bounced along the alleyways.

The streets were mostly empty and the building barren of the weekday horde of employees who scurried in and out with regularity. He paused a short distance from the entrance and checked his watch. The security guard that manned the front entrance on the weekends was a family guy and, like most family guys, had a moderate amount of debt and stretched his budget from payday to payday.

After tonight, the guard wouldn’t have the financial worries of others in his class. Marcus had seen to that. Right now, the guard would take a strategic break from his post, and at the same moment, the surveillance cameras would go down.

Money bought many things. Loyalty. Disloyalty. A blind eye. A moment’s distraction. Fifteen minutes was all Marcus needed to rid the world of Allen Cross.

Cross was a creature of habit. He came into his offices every Saturday after seven and remained until nine P.M., when his car service collected him and drove him to the same restaurant ten blocks away. He liked the few hours of solitude to go over paperwork—but what he perhaps liked the most was the freedom to victimize a helpless woman with impunity.

Marcus’s jaw tightened in fury. Predictability killed a man. As Cross was about to find out.

Marcus rode the elevator to the twenty-first floor and stepped onto the cheap, fake Italian marble flooring, his shoes issuing a faint echo as he walked through the empty reception area.

The door to Cross’s office was ajar, and a faint light shone through the crack. Marcus pushed at the door and let it slide soundlessly open. Cross was behind his desk, kicked back in his chair, a glass of wine in one hand as he read a sheaf of papers with the other.

Marcus watched, content to wait for his prey to become aware he was hunted.

After a moment, Cross set his glass down and leaned forward. He halted in mid-motion, and his head snapped up, his gaze locked on Marcus. Cross’s eyes widened in alarm and then he recovered, a sneer rolling over his lips.

“Who are you and what the hell are you doing in my office?”

Marcus strolled forward, his expression purposely bland as he loosened his coat. Cross rose, his hand inching toward the intercom on his desk.

“Get out or I’ll summon security.”

Marcus smiled. “I think you’ll find him unavailable.”

A flicker of unease skittered across Cross’s face when Marcus continued to smile. Marcus pulled out the gun, enjoying the slide of the stock over his palm. He thumbed the safety, and leveled the barrel at Cross’s chest.

“Would you prefer to die sitting or standing?”

Cross blanched, and he staggered, his hands slapping the polished mahogany of his executive desk. “What do you want?” he asked hoarsely. “Money? I have money. Just tell me how much. Anything. I’ll give you anything.”

A sneer twisted Marcus’s lips. “You couldn’t afford my shoes.”

His finger tightened on the trigger, and he watched the awareness in Cross’s eyes, the panicked realization that he was going to die.

Cross lunged sideways, and the sound of the bullet smacking into his chest resonated through the spacious office. Cross hit the floor, his arm outstretched in desperation. Blood seeped through the white silk shirt, growing as he gasped for breath.

As much as Marcus wanted to watch the life slowly fade from the bastard’s eyes, he had to finish this now. He raised the gun and aimed between Cross’s eyes. He saw the finality, the gray acceptance of death in his victim’s gaze. He pulled the trigger and then turned away, satisfied that justice had been served.



THE cab pulled to an abrupt halt outside the building where Sarah Daniels had worked for a period of six months. She hadn’t been back in a year. The mere thought of walking into Cross Enterprises made her physically ill.

She flung a twenty at the cabbie and ignored his offer to give her change. Clumsily opening the door, she bolted from the cab and entered the high-rise at a dead run.

The lobby was empty. Not even the security guard was at his post. Was she too late? What would she have even said to the man? That her brother was here to kill Stanley Cross?

She bolted toward the elevator and pounded on the up button, praying it would be here. She heaved a sigh of relief and threw herself through the doors as they slid open.

She jammed her thumb on the button for the twenty-first floor and then hit the close door button repeatedly.

Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.

She had to be on time. She wouldn’t let Marcus go through with it.

Stupid. So stupid.

She should have known. She’d seen the rage in Marcus’s eyes. He’d been way too quiet. Too collected as he’d calmly told her that he was taking her away. She hadn’t argued. She’d allowed him to make all the plans. All the decisions. She hadn’t even known where they were going, only that Marcus’s private jet was fueled and waiting for them.

Finally the elevator doors slid open, and she rushed into the reception area and turned in the direction of Allen’s office. She saw Allen’s door wide open, saw Marcus’s profile and then watched as Marcus tucked the gun back into his waistband.

Her horrified gaze tracked downward to see Allen Cross lying on the floor, blood staining his pristine white shirt.

Her hand flew to her mouth and she backed hastily away.

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.

She was too late. She hadn’t gotten here in time.

Allen was dead. Marcus had killed him.

Oh God.

Nausea welled in her throat. She nearly tripped on her feet as she steadily backpedaled. She had to get away. The police would be here soon. Wouldn’t they? Surely someone couldn’t just walk off the streets and kill someone in an office building.

She turned and ran back toward the elevator, praying it was still there. She knew that at least two were taken out of service on the weekends, but that left two working on this side of the building.

She jabbed at the down button with her thumb and held her breath, prepared to make a run for the stairs if she had to. The door slid open and she fell over herself getting in. She punched the button for the ground floor and turned just as the doors started to close, only to find herself staring at Marcus’s frozen expression several feet away.


The doors closed, cutting him off. The elevator descended, sending Sarah’s stomach into even more turmoil.

She simply couldn’t process what she’d just witnessed. Marcus had killed Allen Cross. She couldn’t even muster any regret. Only fear. Fear for Marcus. How could he think he could get away with something so bold?

The elevator came to a stop and she shoved at the doors, trying to make them open quicker. She pitched headlong into the lobby, stumbling to gain her footing. Just as she righted herself, a hand curled around her arm and yanked her upright.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

She gasped and stared into the eyes of evil.

Stanley Cross, Allen’s brother, gripped her arm until she cried out in pain. His eyes sparked fury, but more than that, they warned her of just what kind of man he was. She knew all too well.

A sob welled in her throat as she faced down the man who was in her nightmares for the last year. She hadn’t seen him since that night in Allen’s office when he and Allen had forever changed the course of her life.

She hated them both more than she ever imagined being able to hate another human being.

Fear paralyzed her for what seemed an interminable amount of time. Her throat closed in and the ball in her stomach knotted painfully until it was all she could do not to vomit all over Stanley’s shoes.

“I asked you a question,” Stanley snapped. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Oh God, he’d find Allen’s body and think she murdered him. Or worse, he’d see Marcus and then Marcus would go to jail. Stanley could place them both at the scene. Even if she wasn’t herself accused of the crime, she could be forced to testify against Marcus.

Something snapped inside her. Rage mounted and swirled like a tornado. She thrust her knee into his groin, balled her fist and swung as hard as she could just as he howled in pain and doubled over.

Her fist met his jaw and he went sprawling.

As he started to scramble up, she ran for the entrance, burst into the night and bolted toward the street. She saw an off-duty cab rounding the corner and she ran in front of it, her arm held up to stop him. The cab screeched to a halt a mere inch from her knee. The driver threw his fist out the window, and obscenities blistered the air.

Ignoring his outrage, Sarah yanked open the back door and crawled in, slamming the door behind her. “Drive!”

The cabbie gave her a disgruntled look in the rearview mirror, then accelerated sharply, muttering about crazy women as he swerved through traffic. “Lady, I was not in service.”

“I’ll make it worth your while. Just drive!”

He heaved an exasperated sigh. “Where to?”

She slammed her eyes shut for a moment as she sought to regain her bearings. Where could she go?

Think. God. What did one do in a situation like this?

She stared down at the purse slung over her neck. She had some cash, her passport, a credit card, her driver’s license. She couldn’t go back to her apartment, could she?

Stanley would have found his brother’s body by now. He’d probably already called the police.

Think, Sarah, think!

“Airport,” she managed to get out.

Her cell phone rang, startling her. She rummaged in her purse and turned it over to check the LCD. Marcus.

Tears burned her eyelids. Her brother. The one person in the world who loved her. He was all she had and now he’d killed for her.

She opened the phone and put it to her ear.

“Sarah,” Marcus barked before she could even get a greeting out.

“Marcus,” she croaked out in a cracked and scratchy voice.

“Sarah, honey, where are you?”

“It doesn’t matter. I can’t ... we can’t ... I have to stay away. I need to go away.”

She was babbling, but she didn’t care.

“Sarah, stop. Listen to me.”

“No.” She cut him off, her voice firmer now. “I have to go. Don’t you see? They’ll know. They’ll know I saw you. They have surveillance in that building. All they have to do is play the security tape back and they’ll know we were both there. You have to get out of here, Marcus. Go. I’m going too.”

“Sarah, goddamn it, listen to me!”

She closed the phone and turned it off so he couldn’t call back. She leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes.

She had no idea where she was going or what she’d do when she got there, but she couldn’t stay here. She could never come back.

“I’m so sorry, Marcus. It should have been me who killed him,” she whispered.



GARRETT Kelly came awake with a start, his muscles tense, sweat beading his brow. His breaths came in rapid, harsh huffs. For a moment he lay there, his unfocused gaze sliding across the window to the darkness beyond.

Explosions echoed in his ears. The staccato of gunfire made him flinch, and the smell of blood and burning flesh assaulted his nostrils, making them flare as his breaths tore from his lungs.


He shook his head and raised his hand to scrub the sleep from his eyes. His shoulder protested, and he snarled with impatience at the ache, which still nagged. He rolled and sat up in bed, planting his feet on the floor. He stayed there, head hanging toward his knees, sucking in air like some pantywaist in basic training about to puke his guts up after a two-mile run.

It pissed him off when past memories ambushed him. He’d gone a long time without the images that interrupted his sleep. For some reason, after taking a bullet for his sister-in-law, he’d had a harder time sleeping. His consciousness seemed more vulnerable to things he’d shut out.

He cast a sideways glance at the clock. He wouldn’t be going back to sleep and everyone would be up in an hour anyway. Maybe a run would clear his head and get his blood flowing again.

With a sigh, he hit the shower and turned it cold to shake the cobwebs and the lingering smell of blood. After he was dried off and dressed, he walked quietly down the hall and out the front door.

It was still dark when he started off down the winding road that paralleled the lake. He ran farther this morning, pushing himself beyond his normal routine. He could still hear the explosions and still hear his teammates. He closed his eyes and increased his pace until his lungs screamed and his side ached.

It was over. A lifetime ago. He needed to get over it. He had gotten over it. All this R and R was for the birds. It had only served to make him lazy and idle. Fuck it. He wanted back in. A mission. Something besides all this goddamn free time.

By the time he returned to the house, he was sucking serious wind. The sky had lightened to shades of lavender and a diamond-sized star hung stubbornly over the lake, blanketed in the soft hues of dawn. He stood on the dock staring over the water—smooth, not a single ripple disturbing the surface—and breathed the clean, unspoiled air.

He let the peace of home and the lake he loved envelop him until all the noises of the past dulled and receded.


SWEAT beaded Garrett’s brow as he completed his last pull-up. He held himself, chin hovering above the bar, until his muscles rolled and contorted and his shoulder burned. His lips thinned and nostrils flared. When his arms began shaking, he dropped to the floor and palmed the scar on his shoulder.

Impatient with the twinge of discomfort that still plagued him, he dropped down and began a series of push-ups. He forced everything from his mind but the goal of complete recovery—a process that had already taken too long for his liking.

After yesterday morning’s run and a full day of PT, he’d slept marginally better last night than he had the night before. But he still couldn’t rid himself of the lingering images of his dreams. Dreams that hadn’t haunted him in some time but now seemed determined to shove themselves back to the forefront of his consciousness.

“Hey, man.”

Garrett extended his arms to hold his position and turned to see his brother Donovan standing in the doorway to the basement.

“Why the hell are you interrupting my workout?”

“Resnick’s paying us a visit. Should be here in the next few.”

Garrett sighed and hopped to his feet. He rose and picked up the towel he’d tossed on the couch and wiped the sweat from his face. “What the hell does he want?”

“He didn’t say. But you know he wouldn’t come out here unless he wanted something.”

“Doesn’t anyone use the goddamn phone anymore?”

Donovan chuckled. “I’ll be over in the war room. A word of warning. Sophie’s on a tear in the kitchen.”

Garrett groaned. His very pregnant sister-in-law had been nesting furiously in the last week. She’d already cleaned the house top to bottom, and her next project was cooking enough food to outlast Armageddon.

Since marrying Sam, she’d bullied everyone into family time. They were her family now—as she liked to constantly remind them—and they would eat as a family, which meant everyone at the table, all accounted for, on time. The only excuse for missing a meal was hospitalization.

Garrett and his brothers indulged her because family was the one thing she’d always lacked. At first she’d been overwhelmed and cautious with the very large Kelly family, but then she embraced them all and took to her new life like a duck to water.

As he climbed the stairs from the basement, he rolled his shoulder, testing the wound. It had been months since he left the hospital, and it still wasn’t healed to his satisfaction. He had residual soreness when he worked out, but if he went more than a day without pushing the exercises, it got stiff.

He was still rotating his arm when he got into the living room. Sophie looked up from the stove and frowned. “Is your shoulder still bothering you?”

Not waiting for his answer, she hurried around the corner—as fast as a woman in her condition could—and stood in front of him. Her belly protruded, nearly bumping into his hip. She looked about thirteen months’ pregnant—not that he’d tell her that.

“I’m fine, Soph,” he said good-naturedly.

“You’ve been working out again. Should you be pushing yourself so hard?”

He rolled his eyes and dropped a kiss on her cheek. “I’m fine. It’s never going to get to one hundred percent unless I strengthen it.”

Her blue eyes clouded and she briefly looked away. He sighed. She was the reason he’d taken the bullet, and she was also the only one determined not to forget that fact. He tugged at her hair just to annoy her, and when she looked back at him, he scowled.

Her sadness lasted all of two seconds. Her shoulders started shaking and her lips split into a wide smile. “Okay, okay,” she said, putting her hands up as she backed away. “I’ll stop the guilt and the mother hen act.”

“Yeah, save it for the kiddo.”

She walked back into the kitchen and he followed, sniffing the air.

“What are you cooking? It smells good.”

“I think the question is, what am I not cooking.” She gestured at the table, which had food scattered over the entire surface. It looked like a mad chef had butchered a cow and an entire garden. “I’m making lasagna to freeze, chicken and dumplings, a few casseroles and a gumbo. You hungry?”

He rubbed his stomach. “I could eat.”

She checked her watch. “Lunch will be on the table in an hour.”

“You’re going to make me wait an hour?” he asked in horror.

She raised an eyebrow. “If I let you eat then Donovan and Sam would want to eat and then there’d be no one to have lunch with when it’s time.”

“You’re a cruel, cruel woman,” Garrett complained. “I don’t know why Sam puts up with you.”

Her look said she wasn’t impressed with his whining.

“Speaking of Sam, where is he?”

Sophie peered over the pot and sniffed. “He went over to the office with Donovan. They had some calls to make. Sam said the contractors were supposed to break ground on the helipad at the compound today.”

Garrett shook his head at her insistence on calling it the “office.” “I’m headed over to the war room now. What are we having for lunch? Do I get to pick since I’m injured?”

“Oh now you want to be all pitiful,” she muttered. “I suppose. What would you like?”

He grinned. “I’ll take chicken and dumplings. Good comfort food for someone in my condition.”

He turned to go but swiped a bite of the chicken she’d deboned and left in a flurry of threats to kick his ass.

Chuckling, he crossed the driveway to the building on the lot adjacent to the house. It had a stark look, completely in contrast to the homey log cabin that he and his brothers lived in, nestled on the banks of Kentucky Lake. It was square and imposing looking with grey cement-steel reinforced walls, no windows and a security system—thanks to Donovan’s technical expertise—the CIA couldn’t get into. Which was funny, considering the CIA would be arriving any moment now.

He punched in the access code and entered when the door slid open. Donovan was sitting in front of Hoss, the computer—the love of his life—and Sam was standing behind Donovan, reading off the screen.

He’d actually miss this place when construction was complete on the KGI compound he and his brothers had designed. They all liked to give Sam shit about his paranoia, but the truth was Garrett thought it was a damn good idea. He wanted his family protected. Especially after all that had happened in the months before, when his mom had been abducted.

If moving KGI to a secure, state-of-the-art facility would ensure that all the Kellys would be better protected, then Garrett was ready to make the move yesterday. The problem was, such a massive undertaking was going to take time. It would be months before everything would be complete.

“So what’s up Resnick’s ass?” he asked as he ambled over to his brothers.

Sam turned. “Dunno. He called, said he was about twenty minutes out. He sounded agitated.”

“When doesn’t he sound agitated? He’s an uptight son of a bitch.”

Donovan turned in his chair, looked at Sam and then both burst into laughter.

“What?” Garrett demanded.

Sam shook his head. “Hello, pot. Calling kettle uptight?”

Garrett flipped up his middle finger as he turned away and plopped onto the couch. Whatever Resnick wanted, it couldn’t be good. The last time they’d seen him in person was when all the shit went down with Sophie. He’d been quiet since. Just the way Garrett liked him. Trouble always followed in Resnick’s wake.

Sam followed and slouched on the other end of the couch. “Mom is having a party for Rusty, and she’s made it clear the entire family is to attend.”

Garrett sighed. “What’s the party for? Her staying out of trouble for a month?”

Donovan snorted and resumed typing on his keyboard.

“It’s to celebrate the start of her senior year in school. And you have to hand it to the twerp, she’s done well since Mom took her in hand and made her sit her ass in class.”

Garrett grunted. Okay, yeah, the girl their mom had taken in—another of the strays Marlene Kelly was so famous for—had shaped up despite having a piss-poor attitude and a mouth to match. But Garrett wasn’t into being all congratulatory for doing what she should be doing anyway, which was take responsibility and act like an adult.

“Jesus, they’ll probably be buying her a car next,” he muttered.

“Already did,” Donovan called out.

At that Sam’s eyebrows shot up. “They did? When did this happen?”

“I talked to Mom earlier and she said Dad was out car shopping. It’s supposed to be a surprise for this party they’re throwing,” Donovan said.

Sam closed his eyes and Garrett shook his head. “Christ. That’s just what we need. A crazy-ass teenager with her own car. I hope to hell they insure her out the yin yang. She’ll get into a wreck and Mom and Dad will be sued and living on the streets in a month’s time.”

“We can always count on you to find the bright side in everything,” Sam said dryly.

Silence fell and Garrett leaned his head back, closing his eyes. Between the haphazard sleep and two days of extended workouts, he was wiped.

“You sleeping okay?” Sam asked.

Garrett opened his eyes and turned his head to see his brother watching him with a thoughtful expression. “Yeah, I’m good.”

“Sophie said you’ve been up a lot.”

Garrett scowled. Definite drawback to living in a damn commune. “If she wasn’t up going to the bathroom fourteen times a night, she wouldn’t know I wasn’t sleeping.”

Sam chuckled but then he sobered. “Stuff bothering you, man?”

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TheStephanieLoves More than 1 year ago
I usually don't find myself enjoying romantic suspense because I like my romance books to be simple and realistic, something I can snuggle up with after a long day and not have to think too deeply about. Hidden Away, March's upcoming Berkley Sensation release, is an exception though. Frankly, I loved it. Let me begin with the story line first. I had not realized, when I started reading, that this book was the third installment of Maya Banks's KGI series. So, much of the plot was confusing, but I had it down pat once I was about halfway-through; it wasn't that hard to figure out and I will personally say it makes a great stand-alone novel. The Kellys are a noble, cunning family with a proud line of spies, agents, and soldiers alike. All of the Kelly sons were once part of the Marine or the Army yet Garrett Kelly, though only in his thirties, is retired due to injuries. He now accepts top-secret missions to save and protect refugees and victims of crime or war. And he thought by leaving the military, the hard part was over -- until he was assigned Sarah's case. To make a long story short, Sarah Daniels was raped by her boss, Allen Cross, and her half-brother, Marcus, rebounds with a cold vengeance by murdering him. Once the trigger is pulled though, is when Marcus realizes that killing a man right in his office is a tragic mistake, and Sarah, the only witness of the shooting, is forced to run away in order to keep her half-brother safe from the government. Even before actually meeting Sarah, Garrett knows there is something about her that draws him to her. He willingly accepts the mission, and locates Sarah at her "hiding place" way too easily. Though he is hired by the very men who want to convict Marcus, he lies to Sarah saying Marcus is the one who brought him to her, and unfortunately, Sarah believes him. Hidden Away is a story of failed trust, loyalty, and deceit. Sarah's journey of losing herself within Garrett's charm and kindness is portrayed beautifully, only to have it shatter when she finds out he is actually after Marcus. Garrett's struggle to remain loyal to his family and the KGI, but "fall head over ass" is admittedly enlivening, but heartbreaking at the same time. And the way Sarah is able to rebuild her trust in the man she realizes she loves is a warm, hopeful ride that is complemented by strong passion and scintillating romance. By far, Hidden Away was made enjoyable most by Banks's writing style. Her voice is rich and detailed, but not too flowery, and her writing contains LOTS of humor, provided, it's mostly crude. However, that's my kind of story: one with wit and vulgarity, so I found it entertaining. A warning for the more genteel: there is a lot of swearing in this book. Maybe one or two swear words per page, oftentimes more. I didn't have a problem with it, but some of you might, so it's just a heads up. Another thing I loved about this novel. Berkley Sensation is the erotic imprint of the Berkley Publishing Group. Unlike most erotic novels however, Hidden Away does not have characters sleeping with each other all over the place within the first few chapters. In fact, despite major flirting, innocent kissing, and somewhat heavy petting, actual sex does not occur until about the last quarter of the book. This isn't necessarily a bad thing. In fact, I think it enhanced my anticipation of the story because I knew Sarah and Garrett had it bad for each other; it was just a matter of when the
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love the KGI series. I really appreciate that they're not all about sex (although they don't lack their steamy scenes) and they actually have a very intriguing plot. The characters are easy to fall in love with- who doesn't love gorgeous, built, military men?- and the victims are easy to relate too. I am really hoping that the author continues with this seriers. I would love to read something about PJ, Cole, and/or Steele. I highly recommend this series. (#2 is my favorite)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
290 pages • Romantic Suspense. Great series! Maya Banks has been added to my list of top authors. I love the character development and the story line doesn't give me a sense of deja vu like some other authors. • 1 - Darkest Hour (291 pgs) • 2 - No Place to Run (239 pgs) • 3 - Hidden Away (290 pgs) • 4 - Whispers in the Dark (327 pgs) • 5 - Echoes at Dawn (276 pgs) • 6 - Shades of Gray (257 pgs) • 7 - Forged in Steele (324 pgs) • 8 - After the Storm (to be released Dec 2013) Other recommendations: Julie Garwood, Nora Roberts, and Black Knights Inc series by Julie Ann Walker.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
## Maya Banks is brilliant. And so is her KGI series. The Kelly's have the most amazing chemistry. The way she has the brothers converse is so realistic. This book has it all. Suspense, intrigue, humor, sex and most importantly romance. Read this series! My favorite is still book #2 (Sam Kelly is definitely the man of my dreams).
harstan More than 1 year ago
Marcus Lattimer made a fortune that has people doing whatever he demands; he pays for loyalty. He lives by one code only: His Honor. No one dare cross Lattimer, but Allen Cross of Cross Enterprise did. Thus, his honor impugned by an A-hole, Lattimer visits this creature of habit Cretan at the man's office; takes out a gun and fires between the eyes. However, Marcus failed to consider that his Achilles Heel, his beloved half-sister Sarah Daniels will arrive trying to prevent his killing her former employer ; only she witnesses the murder of Allen. She flees when repulsive Stanley Cross snarls at her. CIA Agent Adam Resnick visits Kelly Group International (KGI) because he believes Lattimer finally screwed up with what appears to be a personal vendetta; he wants injured KGI operative Garrett Kelly, who lost a team due to the man's betrayal, on the job. He explains the Cross murder gives them the ability to bring down Lattimer through his sibling. They send to Garrett to keep Sarah safe while using her to catch her half-brother. However, he never anticipated that he would fall in love with the woman he earned her trust through lies. Few romantic suspense thrillers start stronger than Hidden Away does as the players are introduced through the homicide. However, part of the island tryst slows down the otherwise action-packed story line as Garrett tactically seduces Sarah. Still they are a wonderful pairing as each sees Lattimer differently, which makes the cold killer the match-breaker. Readers will appreciate this tense tale as the audience anticipates two High Noon confrontations in paradise. Harriet Klausner
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What i dont like in all mb's stories is all the filthy language...the eff word specifically. The worst is that tge women use it...it is used as vulgarity. It is used childishly in phrases and it is used in just about every sentence of discussion. Great stoey but the trash talk cheapens it.
ReneeEntress 3 months ago
5 star The story has laughs, suspense, secrets, pain, lies, grief, and heartbreak. If you have not read the below I would recommend reading those books(s) first The Darkest Hour (KGI, #1) No Place to Run (KGI #2) This is Sarah and Garrett’s story. Garrett is sent on a mission to keep an eye on Sarah. They need to take down her brother and she is the only thing he cares about. Garrett knows something happened to Sarah but he does not know exactly what. Can he become her friend and protect her when someone comes after her? Will she trust him? When she believes the threat is close she runs. Garrett follows her but it takes a few days to catch up to her. When he tracks her down and tells her that her brother sends him she starts to trust him. The lies he is telling are making him crazy. He hopes she will understand why he lied if those lies are exposed. When her bother shows up to take her away and exposes the lies Sarah is crushed. But with another threat over her Garrett and her brother both step up to protect her. Can they truly protect her? Will she ever trust Garrett again or will he have to let her go? I loved these characters and also the side characters. I felt I was able to connect with the characters and the story was a great read. I highly recommend this book and can’t wait for the next story in this series.
Pure_Jonel 4 months ago
Banks returns readers to the world of the KGI with just the right mix of sweet and spice. Suspense runs high as the characters travel throughout Central and North America. Banks’ descriptions bring each new locale to life so that I could easily picture them. The story seemed so real to me throughout. The action packed sequences were interspersed with heartfelt moments and family drama keeping me on my toes. Garrett’s personality had me from the get-go. He was so strong and appeared fearless, yet his world was completely rocked by Sarah. Sarah’s need to protect those she cared about, regardless of her own fear tugged at my heart. Together, these two were a fantastic pair who easily carried the story forward. I also appreciated the fact that the Kellys made a strong appearance in the tale. This family is so tight knit, and yet they each have their own lives to deal with. The Rio/Steele dynamic brought the entire KGI crew into the story in a bigger way for me. I enjoyed seeing the interaction and tension between the two teams, yet their ability to also work together. This novel is formulaic in as much as boy meets girl, boy (eventually) gets girl, but from their Banks makes it all her own. It was a fun addition to the series and also a fantastic read in and of itself.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A very good series.
fanofbones More than 1 year ago
Hidden Away is the 3rd in the KGI series by Maya Banks. She is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. I loved this book.  The romance, the story, the characters, the beach and the action. Garrett is a little sweetie of a character....and hot?  Holy hell! Diving right into the 4th book.
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Make sure that you get your hands on the whole KGI Series. Love this family.
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Sparky_Patches More than 1 year ago
Overall Rating: 3.85 Action: 3.5 / Emotion: 3.0 / Romance: 5.0 / Sensuous: 2.5 / Suspense: 3.5 // Laughter: 3 / Giggle: 4 // Tears: 0 / Teary: 0 Hidden Away:  3.85 An easy, quick, light read.  Banks did so much better when it came to the descriptions of the main characters and made an effort to further develop their personalities than she did in the first two books.  Banks somehow failed to tell the story in such a way that created that strong emotional connection between the reader and the characters that makes for a top notch read. Hero: 3.0: Garrett Kelly.  Don't understand why this handsome, hunky, grumpy, yet funny, alpha hero didn't feel real.  Maybe because he didn't get to kick butt, but hid away in the house with Sarah to make love while his men were all outside doing the work. Heroine: 3.0: Sarah Daniels.  A tender-hearted heroine who was recuperating from being victimized.  Something about Sarah is missing, which made it difficult to connect to her on a deeply emotional level so that we cried along with her. Story Line: 4.5: Excellent idea.  Hero is assigned to get close to the villain's sister so the villain can be captured by the CIA.  Naturally, the hero fell for the sweet, kind-hearted heroine and created problems for their happy future because he lied to her. Action: 3.5: Although the action scenes were not adventurous, Banks had a lot of events going on to keep the story plodding along. Emotion: 3.0: The most disappointing thing about the entire book is that Banks failed to create that magical connection between the reader and Garrett and Sarah that makes the characters feel real and makes the story come to life. Romance: 5.0: There is no doubt that Garrett and Sarah are attracted to one another.  The story revolved around the relationship growing between Garret and Sarah. Sensuous: 2.5: Banks did a great job of writing extremely sensual, hot, spicy lovemaking scenes. Suspense: 3.5: Although the suspense was not edgy or tense, one did wonder what was going to happen when Marcus finally showed up to find his sister had fallen in love with his nemesis.  Also, one wondered what was Sarah going to do when Garrett attempted to arrest her half-brother. Secondary Characters:  3.0: Again, it was nice that Banks included the Kelly family and the KGI team members in this book as well, even though they were not described nor richly developed.  Those characters included: {1} Sam Kelly, {2} Sophie Kelly, {3} Donovan Kelly, {4} Marlene Kelly, {5} Frank Kelly, {6} Ethan Kelly, {7} Rachel Kelly, {8} Sean Cameron, {9} Rusty, {10} Rio, {11} Steele, {12} P.J. Rutherford, {13} Cole Coletraine, {14} Terrence, and {15} Adam Resnick.    The other minimally-developed secondary characters unique to this story included: {1} Marcus Lattimer, {2} Stanley Cross, {3} Allen Cross, and {4} Matt Winfree. A more in-depth, detailed, spoiler-ridden review of *Hidden Away* appears at Wolf Bear Does Books.
Phe_BookMusings More than 1 year ago
Six years ago, just before Garrett Kelly left the Marines, his special-ops team was double-crossed by Marcus Lattimer—the very man they’d been sent into Libya to save. Garrett had been shot and two of his teammates were killed. He’s still haunted by dreams about that day. Still hears the explosions and the gunfire. Still hears his teammates and smells the acrid stench of blood. Until recently, the CIA had someone undercover in Lattimer’s organization and had been close to bringing him down when their agent suddenly vanished. But before he disappeared, he relayed information about a half-sister that Lattimer had gone to great lengths to keep secret—a weakness that could be exploited. She’s important to him—the only thing he seems to care about. And she may be the best opportunity the CIA has to take him down, so they enlist Garrett’s help. He has a personal score to settle with Lattimer. He wants justice for his fallen teammates. He wants revenge.  Sarah Daniels is on the run after witnessing her half-brother Marcus commit cold-blooded murder. She knows he isn’t perfect and suspects he’s done some not-so-nice things in his lifetime, but thinking and knowing are two very different things. Yet, she isn’t running because she fears him—the man he shot deserved to die. She’s running to protect him. If she can’t be found, she can’t be made to testify against him. He’s the only family she has. She loves him, and she doesn’t want to be used as a pawn against him. Most people would love an all-expenses-paid trip to a remote Caribbean island, but Garrett isn’t there for the beach, sun and sand. His mission is to keep a close eye on Sarah, who's holed up in a cottage on a remote section of beach on the Isle de Bijoux, and to nail Lattimer if he shows up. But what he doesn't count on is falling for her. The third installment of the KGI series provides plenty of action, but the plot is slightly slower than the other stories in the series thus far—not that I’m complaining. Once again the unity of the Kelly family, and the other KGI team members, shine through which makes this series so appealing. I love all of the Kelly men, but admittedly, Garrett is my favorite. We’ve already seen him as a tough-as-nails Marine, but in this story the reader gets a closer look at his sensitive side. His compassion. Garrett’s charming, kind, and he has a wonderful sense of humor. Sarah's been damaged both physically and emotionally and needs protection. She’s somewhat naïve and an idealist, but she’s also a fighter. A warm and scintillating romance, Hidden Away is a sensual story of desire, deceit, heartbreak, and love, with a satisfying HEA. Content Warning: this story involves rape.
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JAB4422 More than 1 year ago
This one shows us Garrett Kelly who is sent on a mission to "baby sit" Sarah Daniels while she is renting a sea side cabin. He is really trying to find Sarah's brother and since the team thinks the brother will come to Sarah at the cabin or that Sarah will lead Garrett to him, having Garrett there seemed like a good idea. Garrett is fantastic. He is big and strong and can handle anything without fear - except women.  They scare him and he doesn't know how to deal with them.  He's not very comfortable with children either. Sarah is a loving woman who seems the best in everyone and tries to help them.  She is quite naive and not very wise in the ways of the world so she puts herself in dangerous situations without even realizing it. I love the KGI books with all the Kelly brothers. KGI is a special-ops type company that does hostage and fugitive recovery all over the world. I highly recommend this book.
lhuels More than 1 year ago
I really like this series.
ssmommie75TB More than 1 year ago
Garrett and Sarah were an amazing couple with what seemed like everyone in the world out to get them. Hidden Away is a very well written novel. Maya Banks continues to blow me away with her amazing writing style.
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