Game On

Game On

by Gabra Zackman

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ISBN-13: 9781476789248
Publisher: Pocket Star
Publication date: 04/06/2015
Series: The Bod Squad Series , #1
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 272
Sales rank: 307,510
File size: 1 MB

About the Author

Gabra Zackman knows romance. Her clever and “thrilling romantic caper” (Library Journal) Bod Squad series was inspired by the more than one hundred romance and women’s fiction titles she has narrated for audio. She divides her time between her native New York City and Denver, Colorado.

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Game On


SUSANNAH CARTER STEPPED OUT of the limo and looked up at the Greenwich Village town house alight with the sounds of the party within. She was dressed to the nines, all five feet nine inches of her long sleek frame suctioned into a dress she would blush to show her mother. Thankfully, her mother was in Virginia, and she would never know her daughter wasn’t in DC, on Capitol Hill, where she was supposed to be. Her job demanded discretion, first and foremost. And if she wasn’t discreet in the dress she wore . . . well . . . it was what she jokingly called job security.

The driver’s-side window rolled down, and the chauffeur smiled at her. He was a fine-looking man, dark skin, dark hair, and his hazel eyes sparkled with mischievous delight. “Lookin’ good, Susie Q.” He chuckled. “You gonna be able to walk in those heels?”

“Shove it, Jackson,” Susannah retorted. “You come near me and I’ll make sure you get a heel in just the right place.”

“Ooh . . . testy.” He smirked. “I like it. Frankly, I think I like you better like this. You’re a little too soft normally.”

Susannah took one step toward the window, and Jackson began to laugh. “Okay, okay . . . mercy, baby, you know I’m no match for you!”

She smiled. “Well, you said it, Jackie, not I.”

“You remember all the deets? Or do I have to go over it again?”

“Yes, I remember ‘the deets’!” she snarled. “How many times have we done this, for fuck’s sake?”

Jackson gave her a wry smile. “Still. Bossman’s orders. Say it to me.”

“Oh, fuck off.” Susannah sighed. “All right. I never go off headset. We always rendezvous at the appointed hour unless there’s an emergency. I never try to do anything we haven’t discussed. You never interrupt me for any reason unless I am in danger. I never use the code unless I am in a code 5. And I never give my real name.”

Jackson rubbed a hand over his grizzled chin. “And?”

“And what?”

He paused for effect. “And you never get personal.”

“Yes,” she grumbled, “I know. I never get personal. Unless it’s you, sweet Jackie.”

“Aw . . . you always make me blush. Take it easy, okay? I don’t like the sound of this guy.”

“Yeah, neither do I. But hopefully this’ll be a one-shot deal.”

“From your lips—” Jackson began.

“To God’s REARS. Yes, yes, I know.” She grimaced.

“See you later, kid.” He rolled up the window and drove off into the New York night.

Susannah took a minute to review her intel. She took out her cell and clicked on the private-file page of her company’s website. Her phone was outfitted with a data transmitter that allowed only her, her boss, and Jackson to open this particular file. She had worked for the company for ten years, ever since she graduated from Georgetown. She was headhunted at a frat party by John Collins Boss, the head of her company, who everybody referred to as Bossman or the Boss. The Boss had also gone to Georgetown and had graduated a few years earlier; he had come back that day to give a lecture to seniors on starting their own businesses. After a bunch of wicked banter and several vodka tonics, he asked if she’d be interested in going undercover. She was just drunk enough to mistake that for “under covers,” and they had a torrid two-week love affair. After the affair was over, he asked again. She accepted. And it had been her job ever since. She and the Boss managed to find just the right working relationship: their initial intimacy made it possible for them to be open in every way imaginable.

She clicked on the file marked “Rosebud” and smiled. The Boss had a peculiar love of the classics, and always worked one of them into the file name. He had called this one Rosebud in the hopes that somewhere in this guy’s Citizen Kane past would be a key to how he ticked. Or why the fuck he was so elusive, so off grid, and so goddamn slippery.

She accessed the data using her own password, “Legs32,” and an icon of Jessica Rabbit that Bossman thought was her ideal avatar. Maybe it was her deep red hair—she actually was a natural redhead but dyed it a darker shade—or the way she looked in a minidress, or the fact that she carried two pistols. Truth was, despite the sex-kitten looks, she was really one of the boys. The only tricky part of an evening like this was not the task at hand, or the false identity, or the danger—the rough part was walking in six-inch stilettos on a cobblestone street. So she leaned on the railing to steady herself and read up on Bossman’s notes about tonight’s mark.

Charles Oakley Palmer III. Goes by Chas. CEO of PalmStar Equities. Has a way with computers and large sums of money and an even greater way with the ladies. Careful, Legs. This may be too much even for you.

She snickered, reading it. The Boss of all people knew how much she loved a challenge.

Grew up in New York, the son of wealthy parents. Mother died when he was a teenager, and his father died not long after. He wound up living by himself with a nanny in the lovely town house you’re about to party at. Don’t get too excited, Legs. He’s not a superhero, even though he fits the profile.

“Ha,” she said, smiling. The Boss knew her penchant for Marvel comics, action movies, and Superwoman memorabilia.

But then, if he was wearing his cape, how would you get to swoop in wearing yours?

“Very funny, asshole.” She smirked.

Here are the goals for tonight: get in and get in good. We want him coming after you. If you can download the contents of his phone, do it. If you can find his computer, do it. If you can rifle through files, do it. But beware: this man is as sharp as a tack. The FBI and the CIA have thrown their hands up. And this is our big chance to enter a whole different realm. White-collar, Legs. Big money. You get something incriminating on this guy, and maybe you can buy that Corvette you’ve been dreaming of. Yes, I go through your Internet search history. Remember, I own the place. But really, Legs, a Corvette? That’s so 1980s.

“That’s because you haven’t seen the 2015 Z06, asswipe,” Susannah muttered.

Attached you’ll find the crimes he’s been associated with over the past ten years or so . . . he’s come out clean as a whistle on every single one. But it’s widely suspected that he’s the reason the whole thing came off without a hitch. He’s brilliant, Legs. And damn good at his job. If you weren’t sexy AND a fierce operative, I’d never even think of putting you near him. Your computer skills leave something to be desired. But I think you may be our only chance.

The corner of her mouth tilted up as she said, “You’re damn right I am.”

One more thing. He likes the tall ladies. So pull the skirt up. And may the force be with you.

The entry ended with a graphic that was Bossman’s own avatar, a Humphrey Bogart still from Casablanca with Bossman’s best film noir face superimposed on top.

Susannah scrolled through the list of Charles Oakley Palmer III’s “supposed” associates and let out a low whistle. “Wow, Chas. You don’t play small, do you? Damn. You’ve been involved in every single great heist since 2002. Shit.” The crimes were spread out over a tremendous terrain: art, finance, real estate. What the books would call a multidisciplinary criminal and what the Boss would call an equal opportunity player. All big money. All very elite. All cleanly and carefully done. And apparently the linchpin was one man. One very computer-savvy, very wealthy, and—if the pictures were accurate—very sexy bachelor. This was Susannah’s wheelhouse, and she felt her heart begin to beat with the anticipation of hot pursuit.

Turning toward the town house, she put her phone in her purse and pulled her skirt up a few inches, though it didn’t really have a few inches to go. As she pulled it up, she revealed the tip of her .380 strapped around her inner thigh. Furrowing her brow and wondering when the fuck someone’d make a decent thigh holster, she bent over. Her hands were between her thighs, trying to adjust the new holster her fave coworker, Lisa Bee, had given her for Christmas. Lisa Bee was a lot shorter and always on the hunt for the holster that was both practical and still feminine. Notably, there weren’t a lot of these in the world. Lisa Bee had gotten one for herself with a bumblebee engraved in the leather and had given Susannah one with a pair of legs as the insignia. It was pretty user-friendly. But still a pain in the ass.

“May I help you?” a deep, amused voice breathed from over her left shoulder.

She snapped up in alarm, furious to be caught bent over in the street with her hands in her crotch. Shimmying her skirt back down a bit, she turned around in a huff, exploding with, “Why don’t you mind your own fucking business, asshole, before I—”

But before she realized what she was saying, she realized who she was saying it to.

Charles Oakley Palmer III.

And he was much better-looking than his pictures gave him credit for.

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Game On 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
reececo331 More than 1 year ago
Game On  by Gabra Zackman Game On is a modern twist to the spy/ under cover genre of books. The lead character is a woman that would make any of the Bond movies, known by the code name Legs; she goes undercover to solve ‘white collar crimes’. Using a cross between espionage technology and seductive skills Legs tries to get her man. This time was supposed to be no different, but the mark has an astounding effect on her.   He changes the game, and she may have gotten into more than she can handle. Her cover is blown, her heart is thrown into turmoil, and her life is tossed to the wind. Can she recover her equilibrium, bring the bad guys to justice, and still get the guy. Your choice to see where this first book in a series called the Bod Squad will take you. 
Linda__ More than 1 year ago
Fun and funny, I absolutely loved this book. It grabbed me from the first page and kept me engaged until the very last page. It follows the tale of Susie, an undercover operative, as she investigates someone with connections to some very shady characters. Despite this, she feels an intense attraction to him. What follows is a madcap caper that will keep you engaged. I was sorry when it ended and am already looking forward to book 2. I have added Gabra Zachman to my must read authors' list. Thank you to Netgalley for providing a complementary ARC in exchange for an honest review.
weluvdopey More than 1 year ago
Great Book! This is a great book; this is the first book in The Bod Squad series by Gabra Zackman. This book kept me reading most of the night; it has it all romance, mystery, and humor. Susannah is and undercover operative and is known as “Legs”, her mission is to bring justice to Charles Oakley Palmer II a filthy rich sexy criminal. The problem is the minute she meets Charles she is attracted to him, and the more she is around him the faster she is falling in love with him. Charles has his own agenda. They need to trust each other or find a way to solve the case. The characters in this book are so funny, I loved them all and I can’t wait until the next book comes out, hopefully soon. A Review copy was provided to me in exchange for a fair and honest review. The free book held no determination on my personal review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Don't waste your time
KahlanMercy More than 1 year ago
Bod Squad Book One. Susannah “Legs” Carter is on the hunt for a super hacker that her team has identified as Charles Oakley Palmer III. When she literally stumbles into him outside the party he's hosting, the two fall into instant lust. After a scorching night together, Palmer flees to Paris and Susannah's team finds out he is involved with more dangerous men than they had originally thought. Now Susannah is determined to get the information from him and get out ASAP. Audio Review: Full Cast Production The author narrates this story with a full cast of characters, which gives each person a distinctive voice. The narration flows smoothly between each person, so there is no choppy separation in between. If you're looking for a quirky investigative team on the hunt for white collar criminals, this is the story for you!
CrystalCB More than 1 year ago
Game On is Gabra Zackman's debut book and what a debut it is! I really enjoyed this book and I can't wait for the next book in this series.  Susannah “Legs” Carter is one of those kick butt and maybe ask questions later kind of girls. She is smart, witty, charming, and knows how to handle just about any situation. She does find herself in some very interesting and sometimes very dangerous situations.  Her assignment is to get the "goods" on Charles Oakley Palmer III. The instant these two see each other there is an instant attraction. The heat between these two is  HOT and steamy. Chas has a few secrets that he finds himself wanting to reveal to Legs but doesn't want to put her in harms way. Susannah's team is awesome! The whole crew is intriguing and so darn creative. They all work well together because not only are they co-workers, they are friends too.  This team has all kinds of fun gadgets to use in their investigations.  There is a lot of drama and suspense that kept me turning pages. Just about the time I thought everyone was safe and sound there is danger lurking around the corner. Ms. Zachman has done a great job with the storyline and created characters that are interesting  and fun. There were scenes in Game On  that had me laughing out loud.  I would say if Game On is an indication of Ms. Zackman's work we lucky readers are in for some entertaining stories from a great new author. I can't wait to read All in, the next book in The Bod Squad series.  If you enjoy a mystery with a steamy romance, some great drama and suspense, with humor thrown in the mix then you really need to go grab a copy of Game On now.  I was given the opportunity to read and review this great book so that I may share my thoughts with you. As always it has been my great pleasure to share my thoughts with you.