Audio Tour, Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway: Renegade by Patricia Logan
Audio Tour, Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway: Renegade By Patricia Logan
Trackers, Book 2
Though Raven Mathis and Miguel Huerta have recently opened their new recovery business, mimicking things they used to do on their own, things haven’t been going so well. They’re getting accustomed to working as partners, but business is slow. Some things have gone right. They’ve settled down in Nana’s house and are deeply in love. When they get a call asking if they can help recover a valuable pigeon’s blood ruby, they jump at the chance, even though they’re told they should probably carry guns.
When the man Miguel left for dead in the desert long ago unexpectedly shows up at their first meeting with their new client, the request that they come armed, suddenly becomes a harsh reality. Miguel is in total disbelief, suddenly faced with a ghost who might be out for blood, and when a dark stranger suddenly shows up with more threats, things start spiraling out of control. Miguel hates the fact that Raven is in terrible danger, but he can’t understand how his former lover is involved.
Figuring out how to navigate Miguel’s past may prove harder to overcome than they realize but they’re sustained by their love for each other. The rush to figure out why operatives are targeting them becomes a necessity, and though Miguel hates it, he realizes he may just have to rely on a few new colleagues to help.
He knows one thing though…killing the man he’d once been in love with, might be the only way to save Raven.
“Oh, tesoro…” She sounded so wounded as I noticed the glint of a thin knife in a delicate hand, the same one she’d been holding against my thigh only a moment before. “You make me so sad. I only want to speak about business just like you, no?”
“No.” I gestured at the knife in her hand, knowing that I could easily squeeze off a shot before she could lunge at me with the knife. “Throw it aside, now.”
“Oh, what is it, Trigg, darling? You’re going to shoot me for asking a question?”
“Who are you?” I asked again, wanting to know what agency had sent her. She very well could be CIA, but I doubted it. More than likely, she was an asset, an experienced CIA operative developed over time.
“No one, tesoro. Just Rosina, as I said. Now, tell me about the ruby.”
“What ruby?”
She laughed again. “Oh, you play games. So funny. John never tell me his Trigg is so funny.”
I felt my heart stop beating. “I don’t know any John.”
She laughed once more. “Ah, but you do, tesoro, and John knows you.” She glanced at my crotch. “So well, no?”
I waved the gun at her. “Tell me where he is, Rosina…right now!” I demanded.
“Right there.” She gestured to something over her shoulder, and I turned to look past her. My heart squeezed as I realized what it was. A red dot danced over the middle of my chest. The laser was done to make a point, and it was. Usually, you wouldn’t let a target know they were in your sights. I slowly straightened my head, looking back at the thick growth of trees in the far distance. I could see no one in the dark.
“John would never hurt me, you lying bitch!” My heart was racing.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Ah, it’s so sad. You loved John once too. He tell me.”
I’ve always been a sucker for a guy with muscles and a handsome face. If that makes me sound shallow, maybe I am. I’ve never had a real relationship, unless you consider the guys in my Marine Corps Recon unit. I had a great relationship with those guys. Yeah, yeah, I know we’re splitting hairs. These days, long after my retirement from active duty, the only kind of relationships I really do now are with fictional characters. I love to read, and in fact lately, I’ve been frequenting the pages of my favorite blog, Bestreads, to escape my real-life job, one I’m not very well suited for. One reviewer on there—Nightcrawler—absolutely slays me. He always makes me laugh, steering me clear of some of the worst trash out there when I’m not trying to earn money as a bounty hunter. Maybe someday the right man will come along, and he won’t simply be a book boyfriend. Someday. Lately, I can’t get intrigued by any of the guys I’ve met in bars. Hookups are becoming less and less interesting for me. I’m a reader and of late, I’m also a half decent reviewer. I work exclusively for a blog called Bestreads, working under the name of Nightcrawler and I’m not ashamed to admit, I try to make them funny. In my line of work as a recovery agent for a big insurance company, I’m finding my off hours much more pleasurable. I think about my next review and my next blog post all the time. Whenever I put up a funny two-star review, I dream of the guy who might be at home reading it, but pretty sure the kind of man who reads me, is probably living in his mother’s basement. Still, I’m a romantic at heart. Someday I might just run into him in one of my stories. Someday.
International bestselling author Patricia Logan, resides in Los Angeles, California. The author of over 75 books and nearly 65 audios including several #1 bestselling gay romances, lives in a small house with a large family. She loves to write about male heroes and the men who love them. Found families are a particular theme throughout her books. She likes to think that she infuses a wide variety of life’s experiences in every book and please trust her when she says all her books come packed with emotion and unbridled humor.
When she’s not writing her next law enforcement mystery, her next paranormal, or her next BDSM romance, she’s watching her grandchildren grow up way too soon and raising kids who make her proud every day. One of her favorite tasks is coaxing nose kisses from cats who insist on flopping on her keyboard while she types. Married to a wonderful man for nearly 40 years, she counts herself lucky to be surrounded by people who love her and give her stories to tell every day.
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