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Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Promo: THE CONSPIRACY by Kat Martin!


The Conspiracy, by Kat Martin
EXCERPT 4 of 5
The sounds of the rainforest surrounded him, the hum of insects, the shrill cry of a monkey, and the rustle of leaves as a wild animal moved through the undergrowth not far away. 
In the blackness of night, Michael Winston leaned back against the thick trunk of an eighty foot Kapok rising up from the damp, mossy floor of the rainforest.  His wrists burned from the plastic ties biding his hands behind his back.  The white Bermuda shorts his captors had allowed him to put on when they had boarded BUZZ Word and found him sleeping naked next to Pia in the master cabin were gone.  Replaced by khaki fatigues more suitable for their trek into the jungle.
Huddled on the ground beside him, hands also bound, Pia rested her head on his shoulder, her long mahogany hair teasing his cheek.  She was petite, no more than five foot-three, with big brown eyes and smooth olive skin.  Even with her makeup gone, her baggy fatigues damp from the afternoon rain and sticking to her lush curves, she was beautiful.  
Every time he looked at her, guilt and fury washed over him.  Fury that he was helpless to protect her from what might be in store for them.  Guilt that if he hadn't convinced her to go sailing with him she would be safe back in Aruba. 
He could only pray that their captors would continue to obey whatever orders had apparently come down from their leader, which seemed to be not to hurt them. 
At least no more than they had already happened during the fight to subdue them that night on the boat.  His jaw and cheek were bruised and his ribs acted from the blows he had taken.  He would have kept fighting if one of the men hadn't pulled a gun and pressed it against Pia's head. 
That had been days ago.  What day was it now?  He tried to count backward, remembered making incredible love to Pia for the first time after a night of gambling at the Trade Winds Casino.  Both of them had won a little money, enough to have them smiling when they returned to the boat and ended up in bed. 
He remembered Pia falling asleep in his arms.  Remembered the deep, satisfied sleep he'd drifted into himself, a rarity with the heavy work schedule he'd been under. 
Sometime later that night, two men, big, burly and tough, had boarded the yacht and taken control, forcing him to sail out of the marina into the open sea.  For the next two days, Michael had been certain the men's intention was to pirate the yacht, kill them and dump their bodies in the ocean.
If it hadn't been for Pia, he would have made an attempt to overpower his captors, but the men were heavily armed and well-trained, and he wasn't willing to risk Pia's life unless there was absolutely no other choice.
Eventually, the boat had sailed into a quiet cove on a deserted stretch of beach several hundred miles from Curacao.  If his mental calculations were correct, they'd arrived somewhere in Colombia.
They'd been imprisoned two more days before soldiers had arrived to take charge of them.  By then, Michael had been certain the motive was ransom, a demand for millions from his mega-rich father in return for his son's release.  But he was no longer sure.
Not since the soldiers had forced him and Pia to begin this grueling trek into the rainforest that covered the steep sides of the mountains.  They had hiked all day in ill-fitting boots provided by their captors that rubbed blisters on their feet. 
At dusk the soldiers had stopped the march and begun making camp.  Exhausted, Michael had slumped against the tree and Pia had eased down beside him.  He had no idea how long they'd sat there while the men ate and drank between raucous bursts of laughter.
They'd been brought water and a little food, which they'd been released just long enough to eat, given a bathroom break, then been tied up again and left beneath the tree. 
Equally as wet, numb and cold as he was, Pia shifted and raised her head to look at him.  "How many more days, do you think, till we reach wherever they're taking us?"
They hadn't arrived at their final destination--he was sure of that.  "I heard some of them talking.  My Spanish sucks, but I was able to make out some of what they said.  If I got it right, they're planning to reach the main camp by tomorrow night." 
Which meant another long day of hiking through the harsh, wet, mountainous tropical landscape.  Pia spoke far better Spanish than he did, but she'd been careful not to let them know.  She was extremely smart, which was one of the reasons he'd been attracted to her in the first place.  Not to mention her beautiful face and fantastic figure. 
"Do you think they've sent word to your father?"
He had told her his ransom theory mostly to keep her spirits up, told her his father was worth millions of dollars and that he would surely pay for the safe return of his only son and the girl who was with him. 
Though Michael had never been able to live up to his father's expectations and they rarely spoke these days, it didn't change the fact they were blood.  His father would pay the ransom demand and Pia would be part of the bargain--Michael wasn't leaving without her.
"They've probably sent word by now," he said.  "They'll want to be paid in cash.  It might take my father a while to get the money together and get it down here."
And his sister would be looking for them, he was sure of that.  He hadn't called her in days, as she had made him promise to do.  Harper would know something was wrong and she would be doing her best to find him.

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Story Ideas

I’ve always been a plot-oriented writer.  People ask me how I come up with ideas for my novels and the truth is, I don’t really know.
Prior to the release of my first hardcover novel, THE CONSPIRACY,I wrote a very short digital story--AFTER THE SUNRISE, just published on Amazon--mostly because I woke up on a Saturday morning with the story fully developed in my head.  Kurt Layton seemed like a great hero and I thought it would be a good way to introduce my first hardcover novel. Now six months later THE CONSPIRACY will be released in paperback on July 30th.
Kurt works as a private detective for Chase Garrett, the wealthy owner of Maximum Security, an extremely successful private security firm. 
Chase is the oldest of the three Garrett brothers.  He and Brandon, the youngest, a former soldier, are true Texas men, comfortable in cowboy boots no matter where they are.  Reese, the middle brother, is CEO of Garrett Resources, the family-owned, billion-dollar oil and gas company. 
The brothers, though each is his distinctly his own person, have a very strong bond.  They’re the kind of men who are there for each other, no matter what happens.
In THE CONSPIRACY, Harper Winston’s brother has disappeared.  Pursuing his dream of sailing the Caribbean, Michael hasn’t responded to texts or emails in days.  When even the Coast Guard can’t find him, Harper is forced to take desperate measures.  Which means going to Chase Garrett, once her brother’s best friend, now the only man she can trust...or so she hopes.
But the last thing Chase wants is to get involved in the Winstons’ snarled crime family.  No way should he take the case, but old loyalties die hard. 
As danger draws him closer to Harper and deeper into trouble, Chase is forced to put everything on the line to keep Harper safe--and both of them alive.
I hope you’ll watch for THE CONSPIRACY and that you enjoy it.  I’ll have three more high-action, sexy romantic thrillers coming your way in the future.  Till then, all best and happy reading.  Kat   

 




Kat Martin Bio


New York Times bestselling author Kat Martin is a graduate of the University of California at Santa Barbara where she majored in Anthropology and also studied History. Currently residing in Missoula, Montana with her Western-author husband, L. J. Martin, Kat has written sixty-five Historical and Contemporary Romantic Suspense novels. More than sixteen million copies of her books are in print and she has been published in twenty foreign countries. Kat is currently at work on her next Romantic Suspense.



Friday, November 9, 2018

Excerpt: WAIT UNTIL DARK by Kat Martin!


WAIT UNTIL DARK
EXCERPT

Jonah Wolfe was not what she expected.  Not at all.
April's best friend had gone out with him a couple of times so she figured he'd be attractive.  She hadn't imagined he would be at least six-foot-two inches of handsome-as-sin, black-haired, lean-muscled male.  With his perfectly symmetric features, slashing black eyebrows, and brooding dark eyes, Wolfe was beyond good-looking.    
Though in a way she was surprised she'd noticed.
With the election bearing down on them, she had no interest in men, hadn't dated in nearly a year.  More importantly, she was consumed by the murder of a man she worked with and terrified of what might happen to her. 
She needed help, and Jonah Wolfe appeared to be exactly the kind of help she needed.  Murder was a dangerous business.  The private investigators who worked for Chase Garrett at The Max were reputed to be the best in Dallas.  Wolfe wouldn't be there if he weren't extremely good.
He returned to the conference room with a yellow pad tucked under one arm and two Styrofoam cups filled to the brim with freshly brewed coffee.  He set a cup down on the table in front of her, black, as she had requested, and returned to his seat, stretching his long legs out in front of him. 
"If we're going to be working together," he said, "let's stick with first names, all right, April?"
"All right."
"Start at the beginning.  Give me a quick run through of your day, into the evening as far as you can remember."
She took a fortifying drink of coffee, set the cup down on the oak conference table.  "It started off as usual.  I got up, got dressed, and went into the mayor's campaign office.  I had a meeting scheduled with members of my staff to work on poster designs.  Mark is up for re-election in November so we have plenty of work to do."
"I'll need a list of everyone in the office.  Separate the ones on your personal staff."
"All right."
"What happened after the meeting?"
"I took the designs down to the printer to get things started." 
"And afterward?"
"I went back to the office.  We had a working lunch and kept going.  We didn't finish till about six p.m."
"So you left around six?"
"Some people left, some of us stayed.  It's not unusual for me to work till seven or eight."
"What about Dean?  Was he there?"
She nodded.  It made her chest feel tight to think those hours were the last David would live.  "We both stayed.  There were five others besides David and me."
He pulled a pen out of the pocket of his jeans.  "I need the names." 
She rattled off the names of the two volunteers and three staff members.  "We all walked out at the same time.  Since it was Friday night, we decided to stop at the Derby and have a beer.  It's just a few doors down from the office.  If we're going somewhere after work, that's usually the place we go."
"You and Dean went there together?"
"And Susan, Timothy, Collin, Brad, and Peggy.  Collin sprang for pizza."
"What happened after that?"
"David drank too much.  He's been known to overindulge on occasion.  He needed a ride home and I was the only one with a vehicle parked close by.  My car was in the lot behind the office so we went out the back door and walked directly there."
"So you and Dean left the bar together.  The police will be looking at camera surveillance in the area.  They've probably already found that out."
"I told them that.  It wasn't a secret."  She took a sip of coffee, her hand trembling when she picked up the cup.  She took a moment to compose herself.  Wolfe didn't rush her, for which she was grateful.  
"Okay, so the two of you are out in the parking lot."
"That's right.  I remember feeling a little dizzy as I reached my car.  I was thinking maybe I shouldn't be driving either.  Maybe we just should have shared a cab, but David's condo was only a few blocks away.  I knew I hadn't had that much beer, and I'd eaten plenty of pizza, so there was no way I could be drunk."
"Go on."
She touched her forehead, straining to recall more of what had happened.  She'd had a headache all morning.  The harder she tried to remember, the more her head throbbed. 
"I got in my car and David got into the passenger seat.  He was really drunk--or at least that's the way he seemed.  I remember reaching for my seat belt, but I was beginning to feel sluggish and I had trouble clicking the belt into place." 
She looked up at Wolfe.  "I don't remember starting the car.  In fact, trying to fasten my seatbelt is the last thing I recall before the police burst into David's bedroom this morning."
April stared at Wolfe, trying to gauge his reaction.  She didn't like the dark look on his face.
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Wait Until Dark

P.I. Jonah Wolfe knows trouble when he sees it. So when April Vale storms into his office at Maximum Security, all his warning signs flash red. April’s been accused of murder, except she has no memory of how she woke up in her coworker’s bed--drenched in his blood--shot with her gun.  As the campaign manager for the mayor, April’s job is on the line.  Even worse, her life may be on the line if she doesn’t figure out who’s trying to frame her.

The clock is ticking and the pair must find the killer... before April winds up dead.



WAIT UNTIL DARK
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For November, Kat Martin is giving away a copy of AGAINST THE WIND to two winners (winner’s choice of eBook or print format).

WAIT UNTIL DARK — eBook on sale November 1st, but available for pre-order now!
Don’t miss the thrilling prequel to New York Times bestselling author Kat Martin’s brand-new series, Maximum Security!

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Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Promo: MURDER NOTES by Lisa Renee Jones!

Title: Murder Notes
Author: Lisa Renee Jones
Series: Lilah Love #1
Release Date: March 27, 2018
New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones’s heart-pounding thriller of a woman’s secrets—and a past that’s about to come out of hiding…

As an FBI profiler, it’s Lilah Love’s job to think like a killer. And she is very good at her job. When a series of murders surface—the victims all stripped naked and shot in the head—Lilah’s instincts tell her it’s the work of an assassin, not a serial killer. But when the case takes her back to her hometown in the Hamptons and a mysterious but unmistakable connection to her own life, all her assumptions are shaken to the core.

Thrust into a troubled past she’s tried to shut the door on, Lilah’s back in the town where her father is mayor, her brother is police chief, and she has an intimate history with the local crime lord’s son, Kane Mendez. The two share a devastating secret, and only Kane understands Lilah’s own darkest impulses. As more corpses surface, so does a series of anonymous notes to Lilah, threatening to expose her. Is the killer someone in her own circle? And is she the next target?

I scan the ocean, expecting it to turn to blood, but it simply crashes to the shore.

I turn to the house and take a step, then stop abruptly, a shadow flickering by the house. A shiver runs down my spine. There it is again. Another shadow. Someone is there. It’s then that I flash back to being on this very sand, with Kane grabbing my arms and saying, “I’ll take care of it.” And I let him, and did so without asking questions, until it was too late to change the outcome. Because I was weak that night and he was strong. But I am not weak anymore.

I pull my weapon and start running for the house, wind in my hair and face, my heart thundering in my ears, and I don’t stop until I’m staring at the blood splattered all over the patio glass, some kind of note pinned in the center. Adrenaline surges through me, but I am in my Otherworld now. I retain my cool. I walk to the patio door, using the end of my shirt to open the door, and then I systematically search every inch of the house. When I know I’m alone, I walk to my bag, pull on gloves and then walk back outside, yanking the note off the door. Returning back inside, I lock the door and pull the blinds and then I open the note. At the top is the alphabet, pasted in paper letters, with an X across the letter A. The note reads:

A is for the Apple a day that keeps the doctor away. But a doctor couldn’t help him, could he?

I KNOW.
To celebrate the release of MURDER NOTES Lisa is giving away TWO Lilah Love Mugs PLUS a Kindle Fire Tablet!



Title: Murder Girl
Author: Lisa Renee Jones
Series: Lilah Love #2
Release Date: July 10, 2018
New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones returns with the second book in her electrifying series featuring Lilah Love, an FBI profiler who doesn’t fight her dark side—she embraces it.

It’s Lilah Love’s job to inhabit a killer’s mind. The unapologetically tough FBI profiler is very comfortable there. But her latest case is making her head spin. It’s a string of brutal assassinations carried out across the country, each tied to a mysterious tattoo. Body by body, she’s followed the clues all the way back to her hometown. And every step of the way, the killer has been following her.

Here, beneath the glamour of the privileged Hamptons community, is a secret long buried but never forgotten. It’s bigger than Lilah. It’s powerful enough to escape the reach of the FBI. And it’s more personal than anyone can imagine. Because it’s hiding in Lilah’s own past. To fight it, she’s forced to turn to her lethally tempting ex, Kane Mendez. He’s an expert at bringing out Lilah’s darkest impulses. If she plans to survive, she’s going to need them.
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series.

In addition to the success of Lisa's INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling DIRTY MONEY and WHITE LIES series. Presently, Lisa is working on her Murder Girl/Lilah Love series to be published by Montlake.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women's Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Promo: ARIZONA VENGEANCE by Sawyer Bennett!


Be there when the puck drops…

Join New York Times Bestselling Author Sawyer Bennett this fall when the Arizona Vengeance take center ice for the first time! An all-new franchise, these players are heating up the ice and taking the hockey world by storm.
The Arizona Vengeance series launches with the introduction of BISHOP, who is about to find himself in a compromising position…with the coach’s daughter. She’s got a plan to keep him from losing his place on the team, but it may land him by her side at the altar, the last place he’s looking to be.
See if BISHOP is able to stay out of the penalty box with his coach on August 14, 2018!
Turn up the heat with the Arizona Vengeance! Be ready for as much hockey action on the ice as off, and look for bigger drama, hotter action, and more alpha alphas. Because one thing is certain—the Arizona Vengeance go big or go home, and nobody is looking to go home alone.

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Saturday, February 10, 2018

Excerpt: BEYOND DANGER by Kat Martin!

Today I have a fantastic excerpt from Beyond Danger to share! Many thanks to Kat for providing us with an awesome snippet of her new book! Find buy links and more info below!



Beyond Danger
Pleasant Hill, Texas

Beau could hardly believe it.  His father was sixty years old!  The girl sitting across from him in a booth at the Pleasant Hill Café looked like a teenager.  A very pregnant teenager.
“Everything’s going to be okay, Missy,” Beau Reese said.  “You don’t have to worry about anything from now on.  I’ll make sure everything is taken care of from here on out.”
“He bought me presents,” the girl said, dabbing a Kleenex against the tears in her blue eyes.  “He told me how pretty I was, how much he liked being with me.  I thought he loved me.”
Fat chance of that, Beau thought.  His dad had never loved anyone but himself.  True, his father, a former Texas state senator, was still a handsome man, one who stayed in shape and looked twenty years younger.  Didn’t make the situation any better. 
“How old are you, Missy?”
“Nineteen.”
At least she was over the age of consent.  That was something, not much.
Beau shoved a hand through his wavy black hair and took a steadying breath.  He thought of the DNA test folded up and tucked into the pocket of his shirt.  He had always wanted a baby brother or sister.  Now at the age of thirty five, he was finally going to have one.
Beau felt a surge of protectiveness toward the young woman carrying his father’s child. 
He looked over to where she sat hunched over next to her mother on the opposite side of the pink vinyl booth.  “Everybody makes mistakes, Missy.  You picked the wrong guy, that’s all.  Doesn’t mean you won’t have a great kid.”
For the first time since he’d arrived, Missy managed a tentative smile.  “Thank you for saying that.”
Beau returned the smile.  “I’m going to have a baby sister.  I promise she won’t have to worry about a thing from the day she’s born into this world.”  Hell, he was worth more than half a billion dollars.  He would see the child had everything she ever wanted.
When Missy’s lips trembled, her mother scooted out of the booth.  “I think she’s had enough for today.  This is all very hard on her and I don’t want her getting overly tired.”  Josie reached for her daughter’s hand.  “Let’s go home, honey.  You’ll feel better after a nap.”
Beau got up, too, leaned over and brushed a kiss on Missy’s cheek.  “You both have my number.  If you need anything, call me.  Okay?”
Missy swallowed.  “Okay.” 
“Thank you, Beau,” Josie said.  “I should have called you sooner.  I should have known you’d help us.”
“I’ll have my assistant send you a check right away.  You’ll have money to take care of expenses and buy the things you need.  After that, I’ll have a draft sent to Missy every month.”
Josie’s eyes teared up.  “I didn’t know how I was going to manage the bills all by myself.  Thank you again, Beau.”
He just nodded.  “Keep me up to date on her condition.”
“I will,” Josie said.   
Beau watched the women head for the door, the bell ringing as Josie shoved it open and she and Missy walked out of the café. 
Leaving money on the table for his coffee, he followed the women out the door, his temper slowing climbing toward the boiling point, as it had been after he’d first received Josie’s call. 
His father should be the one handling Missy’s pregnancy.  He’d had months to step up and do the right thing.  Beau figured he never would.
As he crossed the sidewalk and opened the door of his dark blue Ferrari, his temper cranked up another notch.  By the time the car was roaring along the road to his father’s house, his fury was simmering, bubbling just below the surface.
Unconsciously his foot pressed harder on the gas, urging the car down the two-lane road at well over eighty miles an hour.  With too many tickets in Howler County already, he forced himself to slow down. 
Making the turn into Country Club Estates, he jammed on the brakes and the car slid to a stop in front of the house.  The white, two-story home he’d been raised in oozed Southern charm, the row of columns out front mimicking an old-style plantation.
Climbing out of the Ferrari, one of his favorite vehicles, he pounded up the front steps and crossed the porch.  The housekeeper had Mondays and Tuesdays off so he used his key to let himself into the entry.
On this chilly, end-of-January day, the ceiling fans, usually rotating throughout the five-thousand square-foot residence, hadn’t been turned on, leaving the interior strangely silent, the air oddly dense.  The ticking of the ornate grandfather clock in the living room seemed louder than it usually did.
“Dad!  It’s Beau!  Where are you?”  When he didn’t get an answer, he strode down the hall toward the study.  He had phoned his father on the way over.  Though he’d done his best to keep the anger out of his voice, he wasn’t sure he had succeeded.   Maybe his father had left to avoid him.
“Dad!”  Still no answer.  Beau continued down the hall, his footsteps echoing in the quiet.  As he reached the study, he noticed the door standing slightly ajar.  Steeling himself for the confrontation ahead, he clamped down on his temper, rapped firmly, then shoved the door open.
His father wasn’t sitting at the big rosewood desk or in his favorite overstuffed chair next to the fireplace.  Beau started to turn away when an odd gurgling sound sent the hairs up on the back of his neck. 
“Dad!”  At the opposite end of the desk, Beau spotted a prone figure lying on the floor in a spreading pool of blood.  “Dad!”  His father’s eyes were closed, his face as gray as ash.  The handle of a letter opener protruded from the middle of his chest. 
Beau raced to his father’s side.  “Dad!”  Blood oozed from the wound in his chest and streamed onto the hardwood floor.  He had to stop the bleeding and he had to do it now!
He hesitated, praying he wouldn’t make it worse, then with no other option, grabbed the handle of the letter opener, jerked it out, gripped the front of his dad’s white shirt and ripped it open. 
“Oh, my God!  What are you--” 
Beau glanced up.  “Call 9-1-1!  Hurry, he’s been stabbed!  Hurry!”
The woman, a shapely brunette named Cassidy Jones, his father’s recently hired personal assistant, didn’t pause, just pulled her cell out of her pocket and hurriedly punched in the number.  He heard her rattle off the address, give the dispatcher the name of the victim and said he had been stabbed.
Beau’s hand shook as he checked for a pulse, found none.  The wound was catastrophic, a stab wound straight to the heart.  No way could his father survive it. 
Cassidy ended the call, ran over and knelt on the floor beside him. 
“Here, use this to seal the hole.”  She seemed amazingly in control as she handed him a credit card then ran to the wet bar and grabbed a towel, folded it into a pad, rushed back and handed it over.  Beau pressed the towel over the credit card on top of the hole, all the while knowing his father was already dead or within moments of dying. 
He checked again for a pulse.  Shook his head, feeling an unexpected rush of grief.  “His heart isn’t beating.  Whoever stabbed him knew exactly where to bury the blade.”  And compressions would only make it worse. 
Cassidy reached down to check for herself, pressing her fingers in exactly the right spot on the side of his father’s neck.  She had to know it was hopeless, just as he did, must have known Stewart Reese was dead.
“I’m sorry,” she said. 
Beau studied his father’s face.  Pain had turned his usually handsome features haggard and slack, nothing like the athletic older man who kept himself so fit and trim. 
Sorrow slid through him, making his chest clamp down.  Or maybe it was sadness for the kind of man his father was, the kind who had wound up the victim of a killer. 
“Just hold on,” Cassidy said to him.  “The ambulance should be here any minute.”
His mind went blank until the sound of a siren sliced into his conscious.  Cassidy hurried off to let the EMTs into the house and a few moments later they appeared in the study. 
“You need to give us some room, Mr. Reese,” one of them said gently, a skinny kid who looked like he knew what he was doing. 
Beau backed away and Cassidy followed.  He felt her eyes on him, assessing him with speculation--or was it suspicion?
It didn’t take long for the EMTs to have his father loaded onto a gurney and rolling down the hall, back outside to the ambulance.  Beau strode along behind them, Cassidy trailing in his wake. 
It occurred to him that she could be the killer.  But somehow the timing seemed wrong and her reaction seemed genuine.  The thought slid away.
As he climbed into the ambulance and sat down beside his dad, he flicked a last glance at the house.  If Cassidy Jones hadn’t done it, who had?  Had the killer still been inside when Beau arrived?  How had he escaped?  What was his motive?
The ambulance roared down the road, sirens wailing, blowing through intersections, weaving in and out between cars, careening around corners.  All the way to the hospital Beau held his father’s hand.  It was the closest he had ever felt to his dad. 
The ambulance turned again and Pleasant Hill Memorial loomed ahead.  The vehicle slammed to a stop in front of the emergency entrance and the back doors banged open.
After what seemed an eternity but was only a very few minutes, Beau’s father, Stewart Beaumont Reese, was pronounced Dead On Arrival. 
Beau’s throat closed up.  There were times as a boy he had wished his father dead, but that had been years ago.   
Now his dad was gone and Beau wanted answers.  He vowed whatever it took, for no matter how long, he wouldn’t stop until he found the man who had murdered his father.

Beyond Danger is Beau’s story.  Mega-rich, black-haired, and blue-eyed, Beau is gorgeous to look at, and flashy.  He was an amateur race car driver, sort of a Texas Paul Newman, before he left the racing circuit.  Beau loves fast cars and fast women.  
   He is also wanted for murder. 
   That’s where private investigator, Cassidy Jones, comes in.  She’s smart and she’s no pushover, exactly the woman for Beau.  Best of all, she’s determined to prove his innocence.  

New York Times bestselling author Kat Martin brings page-turning suspense to a tale of secrets and passions turned deadly . . .
 
Texas mogul Beau Reese is furious. All six feet three obscenely wealthy, good-looking inches of him. His sixty-year-old father, Stewart, a former state senator no less, has impregnated a teenager. Barely able to contain his anger, Beau is in for another surprise. It appears that Stewart has moved an entirely different woman into the house . . .
 
Beau assumes that stunning Cassidy Jones is his father’s mistress. At least she’s of age. But those concerns take a sudden backseat when he finds Stewart in a pool of blood on the floor of his study—and Cassidy walks in to find Beau with his hand on the murder weapon.
 
The shocks just keep coming. Someone was following Stewart, and Cassidy is the detective hired to find out who and why. Now she’ll have to find his killer instead. Her gut tells her it wasn’t Beau. And Beau’s instincts tell him it wasn’t Cassidy. Determined to track down the truth, they form an uneasy alliance—one that will bring them closer to each other—closer to danger and beyond . . .

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