Exit Strategy
EXIT Inc. # 1
By: Lena Diaz
Releasing June 30, 2015
Avon
Exit Strategy
Exit Strategy
Exit Inc. Novels
Lena Diaz launches her thrilling new series featuring the undercover vigilantes of EXIT Inc. with a skilled operative putting his life—and his heart—on the line for a woman in trouble...
When Sabrina Hightower awakens to the sound of an intruder, she figures he's there to rob her, murder her— or worse. She doesn't expect to be carried off by a muscle-bound stud with male-model good looks... or that he came to rescue her.
Mason Hunt became an enforcer with EXIT Inc. to eliminate the bad guys—terrorists, militia groups, all those who would do America harm. But his latest target is innocent. If EXIT could lie about sultry, strong-willed Sabrina, what darker truths might they be concealing?
Going rogue in the rugged North Carolina Mountains, Mason risks everything to keep Sabrina close, especially now that EXIT's lethal assassins are chasing them down. The heat is on... but it's nothing compared to the slow burn of seduction.
Mason shook his head as Sabrina
Hightower tore off through the trees to escape him. Obviously,
telling her that he was supposed to kill her wasn’t the wisest
thing he could have said. But
not killing someone he’d
been sent to terminate was a new experience and he was a bit out of
his element.
He’d expected a tiny woman like
Sabrina to be docile and scared, easily subdued, especially barefoot,
in a nightshirt, and without the glasses that he’d pocketed when he
found them on her bedroom floor. Most people in her position would
have cowered before him instead of acting like a little warrior,
trying to bite through his shirt even though he was twice her size.
He’d had to work at not laughing when she’d threatened to kick
his balls up to his throat. She definitely had spunk and courage,
which—unfortunately—only added to her appeal.
When he’d carried her through her
backyard, her sexy, round bottom bouncing so temptingly next to his
face, a fog of lust had slammed into him until all he could think
about was the feel of her soft thighs beneath his hand. He hadn’t
planned on stopping in the clearing. It had been an act of
desperation, to put some space between them so he could re-engage his
brain. And then she’d ruined that plan by pelting him with
questions while her nipples formed mouth-watering, tight peaks
against her shirt. Add to that her arrow-straight, no-nonsense black
hair that swished half-way down her back, and sassy bangs that framed
her defiant blue eyes, and he’d been lost.
He swore viciously. He was a fool to
have let her rattle him. The only reason she had was because of the
questions his friend from his Army days, Ramsey, had raised about
Sabrina’s guilt. Or, more accurately, the concerns of Ramsey’s
friends—a
former enforcer and his wife who both believed Sabrina’s EXIT order
had been faked, even though they were still trying to prove it.
Mason had always been honored to
work as an enforcer for EXIT, to bridge the security gap left by the
traditional alphabet agencies. Killing, when called upon to do so,
wasn’t something he relished or enjoyed. But sacrificing one evil
life in exchange for dozens, hundreds, or even one
innocent life, was a trade he was compelled, and duty bound, to make.
He couldn’t stomach the idea of waiting for a heinous crime to be
committed if he could stop it ahead of time. Inaction, allowing
people to die when he could have saved them, was inexcusable.
But only if the target, the mark,
was truly guilty of the charges listed in the EXIT order.
Mason was betting—hoping—that
Ramsey’s friends were frauds and they couldn’t prove their
claims. Because, if Sabrina was innocent, if her EXIT order was
wrong, then other orders could have been wrong. Which meant that
people he’d terminated in the past could have been innocent too.
That prospect
was too horrible to contemplate.
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