End of Day Signed Paperback
End of Day Signed Paperback
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Book One in the Jack & Jill Series
From USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Jewel E. Ann comes a sexy romantic-suspense that will leave you utterly breathless.
After finding the love of her life, Jessica is forced to fake her death and assume a new identity with her twin brother. They’re relocated to a conservative community in Omaha, Nebraska, where no one knows they are trained assassins. While her brother finds a new job to fit in, Jessica can’t stop thinking about the man she left behind.
When AJ, her grumpy, career Air Force neighbor, accuses her of breaking into his house (which she did), Jessica focuses on ruffling his feathers.
He’s sexy, dangerously alluring, and riddled with emotional issues from years of service. She never imagined finding another man who could handle her strong personality and elite skills—until now.
But she’s headed for danger. Her brother reminds her of their simple mission: Let go, start over, don’t kill anyone, and pray that no one resurrects their past.
Will Jessica accept her second chance at love or risk everyone’s life to get back the man she left behind?
See why critics call this series sexy, mind-blowing, and unforgettable.
Chapter One Look Inside
Chapter One Look Inside
A throng of family and friends mourned the loss of four innocent lives under dapple gray skies in a cemetery nestled at the bottom of a hillside just miles from the Golden Gate Bridge. A DEA agent and his wife were murdered a week earlier and their two adult children were reported dead in an apartment building the following day. Investigators reported the cause of death—self-inflicted gunshot wounds. Those same investigators collected a bag of cash at a drop location in exchange for their report which led to two empty caskets and headstones carved with the names Jessica Maeve Day and Jude Paxton Day.
“How many people live to see their own funeral?” Knox, the lead Agent for G.A.I.L, mumbled from the driver’s seat of the SUV custom built to meet presidential motorcade standards.
“I could snap your neck and not shed … One. Fucking. Tear,” Jessica Day answered.
The cocky agent chuckled, as any asshole that treated life and death like a business would do. “I taught you everything you know. I’m not too worried.”
“No, you taught me everything you know.”
“Jess,” Jude warned, grabbing her fisted hand and holding it until she relaxed.
“I’ve seen enough. Let’s go.” Jessica turned away from the window and closed her eyes as she released a slow sigh. Why couldn’t she have a normal life? A husband who worked too much but adored her, a daughter with long black hair and an ornery son that loved to pull it, and a dog that dug up the flowers planted along their white picket fence.
How could fate be so cruel?
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