The feds call me Zero.
Zero evidence. Zero electronic trail. Zero chance of catching me.
Until, that is, I get cocky.
It started as a bit of fun. Hacking the lead agent’s home computer, playing games. A few spicy messages, some tasteful nudes … nothing serious. Nothing that can reveal my identity.
Or so I thought.
Now Agent Cole Grant and his team have me by my proverbial balls, and if I don’t play nice, I'm looking at twenty to life at Club Fed. My biggest problem?
I kinda like the guys. They keep me safe in some dodgy situations, and it doesn’t hurt that they’re all hot and built like gods. Cole’s an ass, but I guess there’s one in every group. So why can't I stop egging him on?
Oh, and there's one more tiny issue: I seem to have pissed off a notorious mob boss. I hold the key to bringing down his entire organization, so Cole whisked me off to a remote safe house.
No internet. No cell signal. Zero chance of escape.
But do I really want to …?
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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. The feds call me Zero. Zero evidence. Zero electronic trail. Zero chance of catching me. Until, that is, I get cocky. It started as a bit of fun. Hacking the lead agent's home computer, playing games. A few spicy messages, some tasteful nudes . nothing serious. Nothing that can reveal my identity. Or so I thought. Now Agent Cole Grant and his team have me by my proverbial balls, and if I don't play nice, I'm looking at twenty to life at Club Fed. My biggest problem? I kinda like the guys. They keep me safe in some dodgy situations, and it doesn't hurt that they're all hot and built like gods. Cole's an ass, but I guess there's one in every group. So why can't I stop egging him on? Oh, and there's one more tiny issue: I seem to have pissed off a notorious mob boss. I hold the key to bringing down his entire organization, so Cole whisked me off to a remote safe house. No internet. No cell signal. Zero chance of escape. But do I really want to .? This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. Seller Inventory # 9798258510754
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