A secret identity mixed in with forced proximity on top of red-hot chemistry? What could go wrong?
The Black Knights are back and better than ever!
FBI agent Grace Beacham is on the run. After an operation to bring down a Russian disinformation campaign goes sideways and ends in her partner’s death, the Kremlin has sent its most notorious assassin to kill her. Not knowing who to trust inside the Bureau, Grace is forced to call on the one man who might be able to save her. The one man she hasn’t been able to forget.
BKI operative Hunter Jackson walked away from Grace Beacham three years ago. And he hasn’t looked back. But when his cell phone suddenly jangles to life with Grace on the other end begging for his help, he doesn’t hesitate to ride to her rescue.
Grace is no stranger to men
like Hunter. Men who are devastatingly attractive and in love with their
perilous professions and no-strings-attached lifestyles. As the two of them go
off-grid to uncover the truth behind what happened on her last assignment, she
fears her life might not be the only thing on the line. With Hunter, her heart
could be in danger too.
“Some
nights are so dark the dawn seems impossible.”
The words Grace Beacham’s father spoke to her
that awful evening her husband filed for divorce came back to her as she used
the outdoor spigot to wash the blood from her hands. Hands so shaky she could
barely perform the task. Hands so pale the brightness shining from her lit cell
phone screen made the skin appear translucent. She could see her veins snaking
beneath her flesh like holding a leaf up to the sunlight.
Her father had been talking about the depths
of her despair and the weight of her failure. But now she felt the simple truth
of his words.
If she believed that text message , this
moonless night may very well be her last.
Rubbing her wet hands on her thighs, she
snatched her phone off the ground and forced herself to look at the screen
again. Hoping the text had magically disappeared.
No such
luck.
Who
would think six little words could have terror weighing her down until her body
felt like a bag of wet concrete?
Orpheus
is hunting you. Run. Hide.
Born in Tulsa, Oklahoma, Julie grew up in a house full of women – she has three older sisters. As you can imagine, there was no lack of drama… or romance. Her mother enrolled her in a book club as soon as she began to read and it was the small spark that ignited her voracious appetite for the written word.
Because of Julie’s early immersion in literature, she found writing came quite naturally. In high school, she won multiple writing contests and was the proud senior editor of The Tiger’s Tale – her school newspaper.
During her college years, however, she longed
for a challenge. “Reading and writing felt like second nature to me, so I
looked for a way to flex my mental muscles,” she recalls. After receiving a
Bachelor of Science degree, Julie began teaching advanced high school
mathematics.
“I loved working with the students and facing the challenges of the classroom, but I longed for the occasional snow day when I could race to the local book store, buy two or three new novels, and curl up in front of the fire to read.
It wasn’t until a fortuitous move to Chicago that Julie once more returned to her first passion.
Now Julie loves to travel the world looking for views to compete with her deadlines. When she’s not writing, she enjoys camping, hiking, cycling, cooking, petting every dog that walks by her, and… reading, of course!
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