DEA Special Agent Maggie Holt is fierce, smart, beautiful– and in over her head.
Maggie is undercover for 15 months when she is taken by Chinese-Mexican cartel leader, Chenglei. She tries to escape with 8 other women and is captured and brutally punished.
Adam O’Connor is angry and frustrated. It’s his fault his partner, and one-time lover, is missing and no matter how many leads he chases, they don’t bring Maggie home.
An unexpected break in the case sends Adam south to Texas. His old SEAL Team Chief, Frank Stein, offers his home and his help in the search effort.
Will these two strong men find Maggie? And will their decades old friendship be destroyed by their love for the same woman?
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The sky had shed its drab gray coat and donned one of sparkling midnight velvet by the time Adam awoke. A warm weight lay on his shoulder and across his thighs. He glanced sideways at Amanda and smiled. She snored. Something he could hold over her head at a later date, perhaps? Speaking of which—he carefully moved her hand from his lap—an inch closer and she could have grabbed hold of his.
He cleared his throat and she moaned in her sleep, turned away, and cuddled up to his jacket in the corner. Lucky coat. Why did all his thoughts circle around to sex with her? He straightened in his seat and met Frank’s amused eyes in the rear-view mirror.
“What?” he growled under his breath, irritated at his libido, and at Frank for noticing.
“Almost there,” was all he said, lowering the window a third allowing the cool desert air to filter into the car.
Amanda sat up in a rush. “What happened? Where are we?” Her gaze landed on Adam, then blinked away as though she too felt the chemistry between them.
Get over yourself, O’Connor.
“We’re nearing the extraction point,” he answered her, scraping a hand over his stubbled chin.
“Oh.” She made an effort to straighten her clothes and sweep her hair into its usual knot, but it was having none of it tonight. “Okay, good. Do we have a plan then?”
Adam was surprised she was allowing their input. At the office Amanda was known as a hardliner. She gave the orders and her agents followed them, or else. He wasn’t used to this softer, less certain version of his dragon boss.
“Find the drop zone, check the area for enemies, and rescue our operative. Should be a breeze, right, Chief?” He felt more than saw Amanda stiffen beside him. Good, they were back to being frenemies, much safer for both of them.