Crossing The Line: A gripping romantic thriller
‘If you like hot characters, plenty of action, and sex thrown in, check out this series.’ – Fiona’s Book ReviewsWhen you have nothing to lose, revenge is the only option.Beth is still reeling from the murder of her beautiful sister Paige – a hit ordered by ‘El Escorpion’, the notorious cartel leader she has relentlessly pursued for the last six years in her role as DEA agent.Reunited with her lover and undercover agent Torres, who is now her husband, and raising their adopted daughter Alejandra, she should be happier. But her role in Paige’s death eats away at her, as does her final fling with her old partner Patterson, which she has kept hidden from her husband…So when truths are exposed, Beth and Torres’ fierce passion turns into an embittered battle. Beth’s only desire now is to track down ‘El Escorpion’ once and for all. But will her search for justice cost her everything?Don’t miss the explosive final book in The Firing Line series:1 - Blurring the Line2 - Holding the Line3 - Crossing the LineWhat readers are saying about Crossing the Line‘I fell in love with Torres.’ - Heather Andrews‘Kierney Scott has pulled off a killer series here, not only is the romance gripping, heartbreaking, and heartwarming all at the same time. The story is intense, and difficult.’ - BrizzleLass‘This series is full of fire, passion and a search for justice.’ - Obsessed with Myshelf‘The Firing Line series has it all: great characters, great chemistry, and an even greater storyline that’s full of suspense, humour and awesome sex.’ - Fifty Shades of Books
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Beth is still reeling from the murder of her beautiful sister Paige – a hit ordered by ‘El Escorpion’, the notorious cartel leader she has relentlessly pursued for the last six years in her role as DEA agent.
Reunited with her lover and undercover agent Torres, who is now her husband, and raising their adopted daughter Alejandra, she should be happier. But her role in Paige’s death eats away at her, as does her final fling with her old partner Patterson, which she has hidden from Torres…
So when truths are exposed, Beth and Torres’ fierce passion turns into an embittered battle. Beth’s only desire now is to track down El Escorpion once and for all. But will her search for justice cost her everything?
The Firing Line trilogy:
Blurring the Line
Holding the Line
Twice in a Lifetime
Dirty Little Secrets
Crossing the Line
Kierney Scott
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KIERNEY SCOTT is originally from California, but moved to Scotland to enrol in the PhD programme in Educational Research at the University of Edinburgh. Four days after she arrived, she met her husband, who persuaded her it would be more fun to get married than to write a thesis. After the birth of her daughter she decided it was time to go back to school, but soon she discovered all she wanted to write was romance novels. She admitted her literary proclivities to her husband, who promptly bought her a laptop and told her to start writing her book.
When she is not writing, you will probably find her at a spinning class or baking (read eating) cupcakes. Her butter-cream icing is legendary, if only in her mind. If you want her recipe, or you just want to chat, you can contact her at [email protected] or follow her on Twitter at Kierney Scott @Kierney_S
For my sisters
Emily, every day I am amazed by your strength and resilience. I am so proud to be your sister.
Erin, my small but mighty baby sister, no one circles the wagons like you.
I love you both. Thank you for being mine.
Contents
The process was very civilized now. So streamlined, just a simple form filled in and emailed to the warden. No months of waiting for background checks and clearance any more.
Beth still remembered the day her mom’s clearance came in. Ruth Thomson’s eyes brimmed with tears, but she smiled wider than Beth had seen in months. The next Saturday, Ruth woke Paige and Beth up before dawn. The black sky was speckled with yellow stars and the red haze of Central Valley fog.
It was an adventure, Ruth told them. And it was. They walked ten blocks in the dark, to get the bus to Folsom, Ruth carrying Paige and Beth clutching her Cabbage Patch doll to her chest like the prize it was. She didn’t even mind that the doll’s previous owner had taken out the red string braids and colored its face with blue permanent marker. Beth had a real Cabbage Patch doll.
Beth shook off the memory. That was a long time ago, almost thirty years. So much had changed since then. She had been such an optimistic child; the world was a place of hope and adventure; that is what her mom had taught her. What would she say to that child now, her six-year-old self, clutching a raggedy cast-off doll? Would she warn her that life wasn’t going to turn out the way she hoped?
She glanced around at the families around her. There were families of every color, children of every age, waiting for visiting hours to begin. It wasn’t even 7 am and they had already been up for hours. The children should be in bed or watching cartoons and eating cereal. But at least they weren’t waiting outside in the rain.
