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āYou donāt even have to come up with the plans.ā
I shake my head to try and stop the words from echoing in my mind as I shove my hands into the pockets of my nineteen fifties vintage coatā to compliment my matching brown suit, though not my modern bootsā that I wear both to satiate my strange affection for that particular decade and to ward off the autumn chill.
You wonāt even have to come up with the plans. What a nice way Liam had of telling me I wasnāt even in charge of my own team anymore. The team I founded. The team I dismantled.
The team Iām being called back toā but not as the leader.
And thatās not even the worst part.
Grabbing my revolver, I take it out of my left pocket and aim it. I shoot two bullets, one in each of the back tires of the Maserati speeding away from me.
Such a shame.
The gorgeous car continues forward a few yards before skidding to a stop. Then I stride forward to the shotgun seat. Just in time to hear a different kind of shotgun going off.
āBlast,ā I mutter, dropping to the ground to avoid being hit and rolling underneath the car to the other side. Then I climb up and shoot around it at my targetās accomplice.
- From Chapter One
Sheās determined to recruit him one kiss at a time.
One soul saved. One life spared. Two souls bound together for life.
I thought I left my past as a special agent behind me. The government has other ideas. When the terrorist group that I specialize in flares up again, itās time to get the team back together. Thereās Garret, our muscle who I never really trusted in the first place. Robbie, the new guy and tech called in to replace my fallen friend. And Amelia, our team con and the love of my life . . . who is intent on converting me to her new religion.
Our first mission seems simple enough: find and steal a relic before the NEOs can use it for their own nefarious purposes. Only, itās not simple because weāre not the only ones after it. Worse, thereās a rogue agent who calls herself Felicity who keeps getting involved in the messiest ways. Between her evening gowns, futuristic guns, and cryptic messages that say she knows more about me and my past than even I do, I know only one thing: I donāt trust her.
No matter what, though, Iāll complete my mission if only to thwart the NEOs. And this time, Iāll make sure all my agents get back to base safely. Even if it means having to kiss the wrong girl a time or two.
When did espionage get so complicated?
Perfect for fans of Jennifer Estep, Ally Carter, or anything Ian Flemming meets rom-com.Book one in the re-release of The Bachelor Missions omnibus in bite-size format with an exclusive comic strip.Paperback and hardback are uploading now, so stay tuned!
I stop in my tracks and turn very slowly to see the pink-haired woman sitting alone at one of the tables and making the red dress work for her with all its flashiness.
āYes, you, handsome.ā She gestures with one finger for me to come to her.
I find myself walking toward her, under the spell of the conjuring finger. Then she pulls me into the booth next to her.
āYouāre really good at what you do,ā she whispers.
āWell, thank you. This is actually my first time as a waiter.ā
āAt being a leader, I mean.ā
I back away. āWho are you?ā
āA connoisseur, so to speak. And youāre definitely one of the better pieces Iāve come across.ā
āExcuse me?ā
āAnd, quite frankly, I want you to win.ā
āNow, Iām not completely sureāā
A gloved hand grabs my shoulder and turns me to face a now un-netted face.
I drop my gun on my desk. āAmelia?ā
She smiles in a rather un-Amelia style. āThe answer is everyone if you continue to let yourself be puppeted. I just thought Iād give you a headās up.ā
āI donāt understand,ā I say, still looking her up and down, smog in my noggin.
āOh, Kristian,ā she says before grabbing my tie and pulling me forward, bringing my lips right into her waiting ones.
For a moment, Iām lost in the fantasy of kissing Amelia. But then the smog clears, and I knock her bonnet off.
Revealing curly pink hair.
I pull away. āWho are you, why are you here, and why are you pretending to be someone else when I donāt even know who you are originally?ā
- From Chapter Six
Want to read the next two episodes now? Holy Heist and its first two sequels are available now in their omnibus:
Heās a capable in all things but romance.
Sheās determined to recruit him one kiss at a time.
The good-guys, the bad-guys, and the wild cardā it's the ultimate game of cloak and dagger . . .
Kristian
Clark, private eye, thought his days as a special agent were behind
him, but when he's drafted into action, he finds himself reunited with
his old teamā and painful memories of why they broke up in the first
place. But as he plunges into mission after missionā from a "holy heist"
to babysitting a young hacker to going undercover in a cultā Kristian
find that everything he tried to leave behind is coming back to haunt
him with a vengeance, and then some.
First there's the mysterious woman who knows more about Kristian- and his past- than makes sense while using science fiction weapons that don't make sense period. Then there are the shady powers-that-be who are responsible for drafting him back into this world to satisfy their own nefarious agendas. It's all Kristian can do to keep from being pulled into their games as he tries to figure out who to trust and what to fight for, even as the trap put in place to destroy him is set with a ticking clock.
When did espionage get so complicated?
Perfect for fans of Jennifer Estep, Ally Carter, or anything Ian Flemming meets rom-com. The Bachelor Missions is a three-book omnibous of The Man on the Run, Season One: Kristian Clark and the Agency Trap.
Get it in either ebook, paperback, or hardback
And since it's not a launch without a dance party, here's a little tune from next month's release, Embrace of Shadows:
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