DIRTY SECRET by Chelle Bliss & Brenda Rothert
*STANDALONE - ENEMIES TO LOVERS ROMANCE**
Agent: Kennedy Barnes
Target: Phoenix 'Nix' Ash
Crimes: Hacker and Heartbreaker
Mission: Get Close and Survive
After living her life in the shadows as the daughter of a congressman's secret affair, Kennedy Barnes joins 'Project Greenlight' - a clandestine intelligence organization. She's out to prove she's more than her father's dirty secret.
One of her first assignments is simple. Get close to Phoenix Ash, collect enough evidence to put him away for life, and get out unscathed.
Phoenix Ash is a world renowned hacker. He's pulled off some of the biggest heists in modern history, but never leaves a trace. He knows people are after him and that every day may be his last, but when he meets Kennedy Barnes everything changes.
Lines are blurred and secrets are exposed as Phoenix and Kennedy both discover they do have a weakness - for each other.
This is a STANDALONE novel, but is interconnected with Dirty Work, which is now available.
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on, Nix. Just do this favor for me once.”
pitiful when he begs, but it’s not enough to sway me. Even though I’ve known
him for two years, I still don’t trust him. “It’s too risky.”
has been on the scene for years, well established by the time I found my way
into the Loft. He’s been known to deal in stolen goods, but his area of
expertise usually involves massive caches of weapons. Not just guns, the big
stuff too—AKs, grenade launchers, and even anti-aircraft shit. I’ve steered
clear of him whenever possible. Even criminals like me have lines we don’t like
to cross, and Carlito typically straddles the imaginary boundary I laid down.
for a pro like you,” he argues, and I’m becoming irritated. “It’s a simple bank
transaction.” His thick Spanish accent, slicked-back brown hair, and off-white
leisure suit straight out of an old-school gangster film make him stick out
like a sore thumb.
no such thing as simple, Carlito. Not in our world.” I turn my drink in my
hands, making patterns against the cold steel table, bored with the
conversation. “It’s a mistake too many people make.”
never knew you were a pussy, Nix.” When he says pussy, it comes out more like
what you want. Why don’t you go ask Grim? He’s been looking for some extra
already did.” He licks his two middle fingers and runs them over his bushy
black eyebrows and scans the room. “I think I’ll go ask Freckles. She’s always
up for a challenge.”
eyes follow his, sweeping through the crowd to find Freckles. “I thought you
said it was easy.”
you, it would be a piece of cake, but for anyone else…” His voice trails off as
he slides out of the booth. “Catch ya later, Nix. Thanks for nothin’.”
wave him off, but I keep my eyes on him as he makes his way across the room.
He’s schmoozing the crowd, shaking hands and drawing attention to himself. It’s
classic Carlito. Most people here want to lie low, but not him. He wants to be
known. Wants people to like him. Every time I see him walking free, I’m amazed
his ass isn’t behind bars from his need to be seen.
gives a quick nod to Icepick, a man who has a thirst for blood that’d rival any
vampire, and keeps moving. Smart move.
Icepick isn’t the man for his job unless it involves making someone disappear,
which it doesn’t.
he stops in front of Freckles’s table and says a few words, he glances in my
direction and she turns to look at me. I wink, and she gives me a wicked smile
before turning back to Carlito. Freckles and I collaborated a few times, but
she has no problem with arms dealers or anything that may negatively impact
anyone but her. She’s all about the mighty dollar and could give a fuck about
sizing him up and twirling her shoulder-length curly hair around her index
finger as he chatters on, waving his hands wildly when he speaks.
nickname is cute, though her skills are anything but. She’s a notorious thief,
but she has genius computer skills and could help him out if he earned her
trust. Motioning with her hand to the seat next to her, she gives Carlito a
small smile, signaling she will at least hear his proposal.
back in the booth, I place an arm across the back and lift the glass of Louis
XIII Cognac to my lips, sipping it slowly and savoring every drop. I’m still
watching them when Wolf steps into my line of sight. “Been a while since I’ve
seen you, buddy. Can I sit?”
nod. Wolf’s been missing for over a month, and I assumed he was arrested and
turned. Normally, I wouldn’t be suspicious if someone from the Loft
disappeared, but Wolf, he was too close to me to be missing without as much as
a text message. “Where ya been?”
and there.” He gives me a big, toothy grin and waves over the waitress. “You
know how it is.” His head bobs when he shrugs.
do,” I tell him because I want to believe he was just out of reach, but there’s
something off about his behavior tonight.
I’ve known Wolf for three years. It’s a small chunk of time,
but in our world, it’s a lifetime. People come and go, disappearing because of
death or prison, and time is usually counted in weeks instead of years. The
best in our industry find ways to stay under the radar, and much like me, Wolf
has found a way. At least, I thought so until he vanished without a trace.
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