New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Jay Crownover returns with her most complicated hero yet, in the first book in the romantic suspense series The Breaking Point.
Don’t be fooled.
Don’t make excuses for me.
I am not a good man.
I’ve seen things no one should, done things no one should talk about. Honor and conscience have no place in my life. But I’ve fought and I’ve survived. I’ve had to.
The first time I saw her dancing on that seedy stage in that second rate club, I felt my heart pulse for the first time. Keelyn Foster was too young, too vibrant for this place, and I knew in an instant that I would make her mine. But first I had to climb my way to the top. I had to have something more to offer her.
I’m here now, money is no object and I have no equal. Except for her. She’s disappeared. But don’t worry, I will find her and claim her. She will be mine.
Like I said, don’t be fooled. I am not the devil in disguise… I’m the one standing front and center.
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EXCERPT
NASSIR
I was in the Point for less than a day when I got word that the man that ran
the streets wanted to see me. I like to lay low. I liked to blend in, but here
it didn’t see like that was an option. Instead of desert sand, the battleground
here was asphalt and concrete, and as soon as my presence was known, it was as
if this place recognized the fight lying dormant inside of me. This city called
to it. I don’t know why I instantly felt like I fit, but I did. So I went to
see the man in charge, fully expecting to offer him the last of my cash in
order to gain a foothold in the desolate kingdom. I was a survivor. I could do
without money for a little bit. No man was more resourceful than I was.
I walked into a disgustingly gaudy strip club, offended by its crass ugliness.
I was expecting to meet the ruler of the land, state my intentions, and let him
know I would bow to no man here or anywhere else ever again. I was expecting a
shakedown and maybe some strong-arming since I was obviously foreign and
undocumented. I was technically legal since my mother had been an American
citizen before she fell in love with an extremist, but I hadn’t really existed
on paper since she handed me over to killers and radicals when I was just a
kid. Mossad didn’t want me to be anything other than their trained attack dog,
so they hadn’t offered up any proof of identity for me during my time at the
end of their string. What I wasn’t expecting was that my cause, my reason, my
purpose for living, and my something to believe in would be dancing nearly
naked on a horrifically ugly stage, looking like she was going to cry at any
second. She was so much more than freedom.
She was Honor.
She was beautiful, young, innocent, and so obviously resigned to her fate. It
pulled at a heart I was stunned to find I still had buried somewhere deep
underneath the brutal history that filled up the inside of me. It was the first
time I felt it beat, and the pulse of its yearning scared and electrified me in
equal measure.
About Jay Crownover:
Jay Crownover is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men, The Point,and the Saints of Denver series. Like her characters, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she’ll settle for writing stories with interesting characters that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs.
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