Kindred Intentions [Preview]

Kindred Intentions [Preview]

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24 hours. 2 people. 1 target. It was 10 a.m. when undercover agent Amelia Jennings arrived at the law firm Goldberg & Associates for a job interview. Her mission was to investigate a series of murders involving some well-known lawyers in the City. Her target, an elusive hired killer who had been of interest to the police for months. But her plan is doomed to fall apart before it even starts. In less than twenty-four hours Amelia will be the prey in a man hunt and her destiny will become entwined with Mike Connor's. Their intentions, apparently similar, may prove to be opposite, but the affinity binding them goes beyond what they think they know about each other. One day to survive. One day to let go of the past.
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On my first day of high school, they tested our abilities-they wanted to see who would outlast the others, and who would be outlasted. For hours and hours, we gave it all we had. When they came back into the room to give us our scores, we were put into two groups: the ones to be trained as infiltrative spies, and the others to be trained as assassins. I was picked to be an assassin, and later, when the members of my group turned to face the man who would mentor us, I watched as a slow, wicked smirk spread across his face. He looked at us, and he said, "Game on." This man was Shawn Masterson, and this man was a murderer.

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