STRIKER

 

 

 

Someone roofied us. 

My worse nightmare just came true. That was why I didn’t sit and dine with my client and never let my guard down. 

I stayed focused because my client’s life depended on how I could handle a situation like this. And I should have followed my gut. 

There was something different in the taste of that wine that was off until it was too late. 

It was spiked. I could still taste it on my tongue.

It instantly affected London before I realized it, and so did I. And all I could do now was pull her into me, protecting her from the worst possible scenario...