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With a chilling, terrifying opening, fantastic characterization and attention to detail, and a compelling mystery plot, Deep Dark proves why Laura Griffin is a master of her craft, and why the Tracers series has become a true reader favorite. Myself included.
I devoured this book. Fast-paced, gritty, and intense, Deep Dark proved itself a dynamite suspense read, one of my favorites of the year, in fact. Reed and Lainey were two excellent characters with lots of layers and chemistry between them, making them real and likable and me that much more invested in their hunt for a killer.
If you’re looking for an amazing suspense read that will make your own pulse pound, pick up a copy of Deep Dark by Laura Griffin. Once I started reading, I couldn’t put it down.
Fantastic book! 5 Stars!
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UNTRACEABLE (Book 1)
Reed watched her, and she had that frustrated look in her eyes again. Every time she started to open up to him, he did something to tick her off. She shook her head and glanced away.
“I’m a detective. It’s my job to ask questions. To push.”
She looked at him again and her expression softened. “No, you’re right.” She glanced down at her beer bottle and picked at the label. “I’m glad she has you.”
“Who has me?”
“April. You seem–” She paused, like she was searching for the right word. “–committed.”
He didn’t answer. It wasn’t really a question, but the way she looked at him gave him the feeling she wanted a response.
She drained her beer and plunked down the bottle. “I should get home.” She stood up.
Reed stood, too. He left a tip on the table and followed her through the throng of people. The bar was packed, and the music had gotten louder since they’d first walked in.
They stepped into the warm, muggy air. It was dusk now, and a neon Lone Star Light sign cast a blue-and-red glow over the sidewalk. As they walked in silence, he thought of what she’d said about her job being meaningful. It was refreshing. Maybe he’d been a cop too long, but he didn’t know anyone who talked about things being meaningful anymore. If they thought about work in those terms, they kept it to themselves.
Maybe he was jaded.
No, he definitely was jaded. But it had more to do with his failed marriage than anything he’d seen on the job.
Reed spotted her little white car and felt a twinge of regret. He’d enjoyed talking to her, enjoyed being near her. And he couldn’t remember the last time that had happened with a woman. Having a beer with Laney had been the highlight of his crap week. Hell, the highlight of his month.
She looked around. “Where are you parked?”
She gazed up at him. He couldn’t read her expression.
“Thanks for the drink,” she said.
“You bought it.”
He couldn’t read her tone either. The thrum of music seeped through the thin walls of the bar as they stood there in the light of the beer sign.
She stepped closer, and a jolt of heat went through him. She looked up at him with those bottomless brown eyes, and he knew he was in trouble. It was a bad idea to involve this girl in his investigation. Whatever useful info she might have was outweighed by the fact that she was young, and edgy, and he wanted her. And she must have seen something in his face because her eyes sparked.
She went up on tiptoes and kissed him.
Copyright 2016 Laura Griffin
About the Author
of the Daphne du Maurier Award (for Untraceable). Laura currently lives in
Austin, where she is working on her next book.