![]() ![]() ![]() To my surprise the man bowed, then returned to his seat, allowing me to get back to my work. ![]() I held up my hand before the man could get a word out, showing him the wedding ring I refused to remove, the diamond encrusted band lovingly designed by my husband, who’d been killed by the very people I was going to take down. He looked familiar, possibly a movie star from one of the many films I didn’t have time to see, my job as a FBI agent all-consuming, which was the way I preferred it, so I didn’t have time to think about my husband. Four surveillance cameras were positioned at strategic points, my co-workers watching from outside of the New York hotel, where only the rich and infamous stayed.Ī blond man pushed off a barstool and headed for me, his cream-colored Versace suit suggesting he was a cut above the rest of the patrons. I paused to look around the room, aware I was being watched by more than just the men in the bar. And why I’d slipped on the little black dress with two slits up the side, anything to encourage it to happen. I walked into the hotel bar knowing there was a strong chance that I would be drugged and kidnapped by the end of the night. Please checking it out on, and Goodreads. ![]() This is the collection for a mafia series that has had success both in English and Italian. Keywords: Mafia, Slaves, Dark, Human Trafficking, Thriller, FBI ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |