While young doctor Adam Morrow resigns himself to an uninformed existence, world-weary assassin Ian Abbott struggles with a life he never asked for. When the two strangers meet by chance, the attraction is immediate. And deadly, as Adam walks in on Ian in the middle of a hit. The situation spirals out of control once Ian discovers he and Adam share a connection far more profound than either imagined. Shocked by the discovery, Ian makes the hasty decision to kidnap him. Overnight Adam is torn from his promising career and a family who believes him dead. Things go from bad to worse when he finds himself reunited with a mother he never knew who is now head of a covert and shadowy group of killers for hire. Forced into joining their ranks, with Ian as his reluctant trainer and handler, Adam is given a series of impossible tasks to complete. To survive, he must fight with everything he has to keep his life, his sanity, and his very soul from being swept up in a violent and chaotic world even as he battles his unwanted and complicated feelings for Ian. For his part Ian, a man with dark secrets of his own, has a past he isn't ready to share with Adam even as the other man worms into his life in more ways than one. The two grow closer and lines blur -- between good and evil, friend or foe, enemy or lover. But something, or someone, plots against them, determined to do everything in their power to keep them apart. Even if it means destroying them both.

The Dead Don't Lie

He reached the dilapidated dock at the far end of the property and kept himself out of the closest bodyguard’s sight as he paced the perimeter. Ian stayed in the shadows, head above water, waiting, footfalls creeping above.


Once he’d wandered away, Ian pulled himself onto land, careful to steady his ragged breathing. The guard stood with his back turned, unaware of the threat. Ian crept up behind him as stealthy as possible. The guard, too late, swung toward him, gasping in surprise, but didn’t stand a chance. Ian pressed his forearm tight against his throat while he choked and gasped, unable to call out or get free. Within twenty seconds, he slumped into Ian’s arms, out for the count. Ian lowered him to ground and searched his pockets, lifting his keycard and gun.


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