A Different Tuesday Tickle

I’m playing with a blurb for the Double Lives call. I officially go the “Hell, yeah!” from She Who Must Be Obeyed, and I have until sometime late July to pull this story out of my ear.

Which is why I’m trying to work on a blurb for it right now, because I find writing the blurb really fine-tunes things for me.

This sucks, but it’s a start, right? (OMG, that last line is really bad…)

Buy a whole body, or just the parts…

Special Agent Leo Brinks is up a creek. Two years in deep cover is about to go up in flames, and it’s his fault. In a crowd of men who take what they want without a second thought, Leo stands out like a sore thumb. He’s made himself do lots of things—ugly things—in the name of the job, but he can’t use the poor boys and girls passing through the ‘processing’ warehouse for his own entertainment. Which makes the other muscle suspicious.

And if they’re suspicious, guaranteed the bosses will be soon.

The Agency wants to bring him home, but he’s not ready to give up yet. Especially since he’s finally found out what happens to kids that flunk out of ‘whore school’. But he wasn’t expecting the partner they sent him, or his own gut-punch of a response to the man.

Julian worked hard for that FBI Honors Internship between his third and fourth year of university. It was supposed to be a foot in the door, another step closer to the only job he’d ever wanted. He never suspected that shadowing an FBI analyst would catapult him into the middle of a major undercover operation. Yet here he is, sleeping on a filthy mattress and trying his best not to get raped. He’s never felt so scared, or so alive, in his entire life, and he’s not entirely sure if it’s the danger, or Leo, that’s making his heart race.

There’s no time to think about it, though. The operation is heating up, and Leo and Julian are running out of time. There’s only two options—take the whole operation down, or become just another set of organs for sale.

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