"….an exceptionally compelling Slye Temp story,
a series I never want to end."
"Romantic suspense at its very best. Action, adventure, romance, the tension is off the charts."~~ Goodreads
Her only hope is in the hands of her enemy and he’s the last man she should be thinking hot thoughts about.
In this enemies-to-lovers romantic adventure, Marguax Duke is chasing an international terrorist who murdered her last family member. She goes rogue to protect the only family she has left – her Slye team. This is no time to get involved, especially with an enemy who steps between her and the terrorist she’s sworn to take down.
Logan Baklanov, head of HAMR Brotherhood, has been known by many names in the underbelly of international terrorism and will do whatever he must to shield those he loves from his treacherous world. When his brother’s life is in jeopardy, Logan goes deep undercover to take on a role that places him at the top of the most-wanted lists of every country’s government. A no-win situation, he’s willing to make the ultimate sacrifice until a long-legged beauty draws the attention of his deadly target and screws Logan’s carefully planned mission.
Margaux and Logan are at odds and forced to team up in a dangerous game to save a major city from a powerful psychopath, but their ruse escalates out of control when the heat smoldering between them threatens to explode.
"Dianna never disappoints! I would have given it a 10 if they would let me!!!" ~~ Goodreads
"A FREAKING AWESOME continuation of the Slye Temp series by Dianna Freaking Love!!! She did not disappoint.” ~~ Goodreads
Margaux Duke exited first from the unmarked van parked on an empty side street in east Atlanta two blocks from tonight’s target. She lowered her night vision monocular into place as the rest of the six-person team spilled out behind her.
Black figures melded into the dark shadows and chilly night, all armed and deadly.
All moving on her intel of a meeting for payoff on a suspected terrorist attack to be carried out in Atlanta.
Today, as in less than twelve hours.
The meeting was going down in sixteen minutes. Margaux had shared every detail her snitch provided, with the exception of her hunch on who was making that payment.
At one time, her intuition would have mattered.
Not these days.
Sabrina Slye’s voice came through the comm sets everyone wore. “You’re absolutely sure about this intel, Duke?”
If this was about getting retribution for Margaux’s dead cousin, Nanci, she’d go on much less dependable intel. But this was about stopping a terrorist and she would not walk the team into danger for just a gut feeling. Sabrina had never questioned Margaux’s resources.
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