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This book is for 18 years and older. This is an adult book not intended for minors.
Las Vegas stripper, Jazz Connolly is wrongly accused of murder and finds out the killer may be her identical twin. With help from a Denver cop Mike Mitchell—the latest victim’s best friend and her accuser, Jazz uncover facts about her past, a dark secret twisted with lies, and clues to the killer’s true identity.
When Mike finds Jazz on his doorstep, he can’t resist the temptation and helps her track down details of her past. As they uncover clues, he can’t ignore the potent chemistry between them. In this tangled web of chaos, their passion ignites, but can they learn to trust each other? While the body count grows, they will have to fight back, love hard, and survive in order to learn the truth and expose the real killer.
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Trying to ignore the soft gasp of whimpered breaths from my mother, I attempt to rein in what I’m feeling. I would rather be numb. Numb to the fact that I might have a killer sister, psycho ex-boyfriend and a guy I want to fall in bed with but would won’t, since he will only break my heart. So yes, being numb would be a hell of a lot better.
I pretty much had enough of the crying and pleading. “So, there is a good possibility that I do have a twin.” Resolution fills me. I’m damn sure what I’m going to do next. “Thanks for telling me the truth, Mamma. I got to go.”
“Come home, Jess. Gerry is no longer here. He’s in jail and…I’m lonely. Please come home to me,” she says with hiccups.
“I-I can’t. It’s too late, but I’ll always love you. I’m a phone call away if you need me.” I hang up, as tears tumble from my eyes. I let them flow, hard and heavy.
A good five minutes pass before my calm settles. I get back on the road and head home.
Relief centers me when I see my rented townhouse. I pull up onto the driveway and park. I quickly get out of the truck and head to the front door. Naturally, knowing Joe is out of jail, my apprehension is high. I don’t want that bastard sneaking up on me.
Letting my guard down for one second to stick the key inside the lock, I feel something hits the back of my neck. A surge of electricity zaps my spine and runs through my body, the voltage making me convulse uncontrollably. Every nerve ending is lighting up with pain before I see black.
CJ Warrant Bio:
CJ Warrant is a lover, a hater and sometimes a fighter for all she’s passionate about. She can’t exist without coffee, chocolate and a damn story brewing in her head. She was born an overseas Army brat, in a Korean Italian household but settled in the states at the ripe old age of five.
With a long career in the beauty industry, a wonderful marriage to a great man and three kids nearly all grown, her view of life is as such. Life is a journey; both good and bad, light and dark, but she takes it all in and learns from every experience life has to offer. She takes those crazy moments, stirs in the dark and brings her passion for words to life.
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