“This series keeps getting better. I thought book 1 was good but book two was even better.” Tonya Peterson, Goodreads ★★★★★
“This is the first book that I have read by Kenzie Macallan but hopefully it won’t be the last, this is an unusual story but in a good way. This is an enjoyable action-packed story that twists and turns.” TrishAM, Goodreads ★★★★★
Sleep didn’t come to me last night. Images and memories I have no connections to swirl around in my head. This house must be triggering the past, bringing back memories of being here as a child. My parents remain as ghosts in my world. I remember faces I don’t recognize. Wafiq’s reaction to me was mixed with ambivalence and concern, but Sabeen greeted me with open arms. She’s warm and sincere, wearing her heart on her sleeve, a contrast to her brother. My biggest question remains, why did they give me up for adoption and why has Katoo contacted me with an urgent matter?
My phone rings with Neil McFadden’s special ringtone from my secure line. I like to know who’s calling before answering it so I can prepare for the unexpected.
“Neil, what can I do for you?” My former boss from Scotland Yard is working with my security company to track down a group called Deep 8.
“I see you made it to Mubala. I couldn’t get a hold of you yesterday.” His tone is edged with irritation.
I smile to myself. There’s nothing worse than an agent being in the wind, even though I work off book for him. “Zambia isn’t exactly known for its cell service. Besides having an interesting family reunion, what am I looking for here? You said this was our next mission.”
“I’m sure you’re aware of the Chinese presence in Zambia. Their influence and sale of military weapons to the Zambian government is not a secret. They make quite a spectacle.”
“Yes, we encountered one of their imitation handguns during an unsuccessful assassination attempt.” It’s another day at the office with shop talk.
I hear him mumble, “Are you aware of the emerald and diamond trade in Zambia?” He doesn’t ask about the assassination attempt because it’s been foiled.
The word diamond brings my thoughts back to Taylor, but it evaporates quickly. For whatever reason, she wasn’t the woman I needed. She was a season with a reason and right now, I’m not interested in a lifetime. I need to get my shit together.
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