Against the Night
He knows what goes on in the dark. She’s got the face of an angel and the body of…well, isn’t that what he’d expect from an exotic dancer?But there’s something about this girl that Johnnie Riggs can’t shake. The former army ranger is hot on the trail of an elusive drug lord—and suddenly very hot under the collar, as well. Amy’s got her own agenda to pursue: her sister is missing and Amy seems to be the only one who cares.She’ll enlist Johnnie's help and do her best to ignore her growing attraction to finally get some answers. But when the two trails begin to converge and reveal something even more sinister than they imagined, their mutual desire is the least of their problems. They’ll bring the truth to light…or die trying."Ms. Martin has struck the mother lode…even Die Hard can’t hold a candle to this brilliantly written series. Ms. Martin is a true mistress of the written word that never disappoints her readers.” —Romantic Crush Junkies
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He knows what goes on in the dark.
Sheâs got the face of an angel and the body ofâ¦well, isnât that what heâd expect from an exotic dancer? But thereâs something about this girl that Johnnie Riggs canât shake. The former army ranger is hot on the trail of an elusive drug lordâand suddenly very hot under the collar, as well.
Amyâs got her own agenda to pursue: her sister is missing and Amy seems to be the only one who cares. Sheâll enlist Johnnieâs help and do her best to ignore her growing attraction to finally get some answers. But when the two trails begin to converge and reveal something even more sinister than they imagined, their mutual desire is the least of their problems. Theyâll bring the truth to lightâ¦or die trying.
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The Raines of Wind Canyon series
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âThis is a âdonât missâ read.⦠Kat Martin is a very gifted writer who takes you from the beginning to the end in total suspense.â âFresh Fiction
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Against the Law
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âRomantic Crush Junkies
Against the Night
Kat Martin
To all my Rock Creek pals. You guys are the best! Thanks for the fun times!
Contents
One
Johnnie Riggs was a night owl. Tonight he sat at a table at the Kitty Cat Club on Sunset Boulevard, watching a little blonde pole dancer with the hottest body heâd ever seen and trying like hell not to get an erection.
He reached for the Bud Light sitting in front of him, took a swallow and set the barely touched bottle back down on the table. He wasnât there to get drunk. He wasnât there to get turned on by some sexy little piece of fluff.
He was there to make a collar and a nice chunk of change.
A former Army Ranger with a P.I.âs license, Johnnie spent most of his time in the bars and clubs of Los Angeles, digging up information for clients who could afford his fees. And the occasional recovery job, if the money was high enough.
He glanced around the club, one of the better run strip joints in the area, a place an out-of-town businessman could go for a little harmless fun and not feel like he was about to get mugged when he walked outside to catch a cab.
Johnnie knew the owner, a guy named Tate Watters, a reasonable sort who ran a clean operation. Tate knew Johnnie was there to collect a skip, but Tate was a stand-up guy who did his best to stay on the right side of the law, and having a pervert aroundâJohnnieâs targetâwasnât good for business.
It was dark inside the club except for the neon beer signs behind the bar and the soft glow of lights over gilt-framed photos of nineteen-fifties strippers that hung on the walls. A row of colored spotlights lit the woman performing onstage.
The place smelled like stale beer and cheap perfume, and rock music hid the sound of clinking bar glasses and the heavy breathing of the men. Customers sat in the darkness at small round tables sipping whiskey or beer, staring toward the entertainment with big smiles on their faces.
Johnnie didnât blame them. Heâd be wearing a big smile, too, along with a raging hard-on if he wasnât there on business.
He watched the woman on the stage. She was twenty-five or -six, a pretty little exotic dancer wearing nothing but red sequined pasties and a matching G-string. She wasnât just petite, she was dainty, little more than five feet tall, with the shiniest, straightest, long blond hair heâd ever seen. Short bangs fluttered across her forehead above a pair of blue eyes that made him shift in his seat against his growing arousal, and muttering a curse between his teeth.
