He twisted and checked the clock—10:02 p.m., meaning he had only been out for a half hour. Next to him, there was no Venta. Then he remembered that she was picking up a friend at the airport, someone named Hannah. “Got some job security for you,” Barb Winters said.Teffinger grunted.“Tell them to ...
But when she turned onto Sheridan, and the other vehicle did too, she swallowed and decided that she could no longer fool herself. The car had been there for too long and for too many twists. Rain poured down out of a black night sky, one of those Denver springtime gushers.She kept one eye in the...
He grabbed it as he swung his six-three frame out of bed and answered as he headed for the bathroom. The caller was a woman.“Do you still have the digits I gave you before?”The voice belonged to Emmanuelle Le Monte, one of the deeper and more intricate cogs in the Paris division of INTERPOL. The ...
The ache in his body indicated he’d been there all night. Streetlights still burned but the first taste of dawn was starting to beat the night away.He shifted his six-two frame.The movement set off hammers inside his skull and pitched his stomach into a typhoon churn.He was on the wrong end of a ...
he said, with as much a sigh of relief as he could muster. “Everything’s going to be fine.”“God, I’m shaking,“ she said. Her voice was full of nervous relief.He looked at her. She was beautiful; absolutely gorgeous. “You have a lot of questions and I’m going to answer every one of them, but right...
JAGGERPraise for the thrillers of R.J. JAGGER “The pacing is relentless in this debut, a hard-boiled novel with a shocking ending… The supershort chapters will please those who enjoy a James Patterson-style page-turner.” Library Journal “The well-crafted storyline mak...
“We do?” He nodded. Yes. They did. “Why?” “Because people who hire a P.I. instead of going to the police usually do it because they don’t want to be involved with the police,” h...